She's wearing out
She wearing thin
She's breaking down
She's giving in
She's fading away
She's feeling so hopeless
Little by little she dying out
Yet nobody notices
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The Fear of Drowning Deep
PoetryShe was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful something to be admired from a distance not up close. - A little talent is a good thing to have if you ever want to be a writer. But the only real requirement is the ability to remember every...
Breaking
She's wearing out
She wearing thin
She's breaking down
She's giving in
She's fading away
She's feeling so hopeless
Little by little she dying out
Yet nobody notices
