FIFTEEN: Night

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she cries

while no one's there

in the darkness of the night

with only the moon

to witness

her grieving

and her agony

tears roam her face

as she sobs silently

clutching her chest

with a hand over her mouth

she lies on her bed

her body limp

and her pillow drenched

 with tears

oh just another night it was.

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idk how i feel abt this. it wasn't really how i wanted it to turn out but i just can't think of anything else anymore. anyway, i just really want to know if anyone's even reading this lol. 



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