12 am;
Her heart had never felt this soar
Felt nothing but pain
1 am;
It wasnt just a breakup
You took every good thing she had
Memories hurt her more than she ever thought
2 am;
Her eyes lacked of sleep
But all they did was stare at the wall
With a head full of regrets
3 am;
Her pillow was full of stains
Blood stains from her hand
Wounds she made to be stronger
But instead they weakened her
4 am;
She wandered if she ever was anything to you
And wandered how special she was to you
You stained her heart with sorrow
And it will remain forever
5 am;
Her eyes were full of tears
Which she couldn't control
The tears were full of words
Which she couldn't express
6 am;
She thought
If she was a much more better person
None of this would have happened
7 am;
Negative thoughts came crashing
All the memories flood in her mind
Finally her eyes closed
With tears flowing down her cheeks
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