The Girl Surrounded By A Puddle

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She stared at the puddle
before her was her reflection.
Her tears huddled
A cold sensation.

All she saw waa a blur
Someone to lean on she crave
Or something that has a fur
If only she was brave.

The puddle of tears
Held sadness
And all her fears.
Right now she has no gladness.

All around her
Was water.
From her own blood-shot eyes
Her heart yearned to melt from the ice.

The cold hearted people
Let her cry
Each tear makes a ripple
Just like her lie.

She was fine
She thought again and again
She needs to know when to draw the line.
It's like the puddle was made of rain.

In her own dark zone
She cried and screamed.
She wrote her feelings on her phone.
Nothing is as it seemed.

If you were in the same room
Will you help her through
Or let the flower bloom
Fade away like a pencil drawing you drew?

She asked and begged.
She grabbed her head.
She feels the pain.
She can't stay sane.

She may seem alright.
But once you talk
You'll know her life isn't so bright.
She isn't someone you want to stalk.

The sadness in her eyes you can see
She needs someone to set her free.
She cries for help.
She lets out a yelp.

Her heart you will murder
As your coldness makes her shoulder shudder.
But she won't leave
Soon you'll grieve.

One day she'll disappear
And from someone else you'll hear.
The diary she kept for years
Will bring you into tears.

And the next thing you know
You'll sit on blue liquid.
It'll be a tragical show
Around you will be darker than the ink from the squid.

Darker than black itself
She ended a life herself.
She is gone forever.
You should've been nicer when you were with her.

Now it's not tears that surrounds
Her. It's her own blood.
You can see a red flood.
Her heart is nowhere to be found.

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Sorry if it's a bit grim...

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