Beautiful silence,
Beautiful pain,
Beautiful tears,I'm not here to live, I'm here to survive,
But I can't survive,
I'm already dead,We're only human, we break,
Beautiful people,
But we're all stained,I'm a sinner,
I'm a saint,
What's the difference,I'm the girl in the mirror, just a reflection of what you want to see
Ever day gets a little bit colder,
And I'm growing closer,To the devil on my shoulder.

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The Words Of The Stars. A Poetry Book
Puisijust my poetry nothing more some of which is from my friends most from my mind