she was happy.
but they broke her.
they shattered her.
they pulled the trigger,
and now she's dead.
their hands stained with blood.
they killed her,
and now she's gone.
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Midnight Thoughts || EDITING
PoetryAt the strike of midnight, we wonder. - ⚠️ trigger warning for mentions of suicide and panic attacks. est. 2016 dreamershey
