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Title: Dead Eyes

I'm not needed.

I'm just there.

I'm just lost.

This I can't bear.

Maybe if I leave soon.

Ill be able to reach the moon.

Just like in the stories

Or movies or poems.

Someone will come save me.

Oh who am I kidding.

I'm just a broken girl.

With a broken heart.

My soul you see.

Is the most broken part

My thoughts are different.

Than what you may think.

I want to leave to wonderland.

I want to take my last blink.

I'm just very sad.

Nothing has been this bad.

I always end up in bed crying.

How can I die, when I'm already dead.

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