The tear slipped down her cheek. Silent, graceful. Nobody knew her pain. More tears started to flow. But no words, nothing was heard. Her heart fell, overflowing with wonder. What would of happened if she's of held on? Little by little she slipped. Tears standing her face, a face what she thought was disgusting and ugly. If only that boy who thought she was beautiful told her. If only someone would've taken time to make her smile. But their wasn't any time left. What would her mother say? Would her father cry? Will her brother miss her? Did they know her pain? These things swam around in her head, but nobody came. The tears dried. Waterfalls died. Their was no more pain, and she was finally silent.
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Midnight thoughts
RandomEver feel like you just can't stop. Your tears are tsunamis. Your blood cold and emptied. Contains self harm, depressive thoughts, suicide
