Such a pretty girl they say
A sight for any day
Pleasant and kind
And always on time
Her voice so soft and sweet
A treasure for anyone to keep
But little did they know
Of the sorrow below
Of the sleepless nights
And endless frights
Her struggle to stay alive
When her mind wants to die
A pretty face concealing a broken heart
And a soul that was torn apart
So beautiful, so tragic
Was she when they found her after her accident
-A.S
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Another Tragic Story
PoetryA collection of the thoughts and feelings I'm too afraid to share. These words are things I see, hear, taste, and feel. These are the words of my life on a page, this is the tragedy I see.
