Her ; she hates liars

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at the corner of the messy bed

there she is,

covered with a white blanket,

the fairylights were shining brightly,

but her smile wasn't that bright,

she stared blankly at the walls,

then tears came out of her dark brown eyes,

it was hard,

well maybe because every single soul who said that they'll always be there for her,

lied.


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