One, little two, little three, little droplets of blood on the floor and every scar on her wrist and thighs counts the nights that she cried and tried to gave up, but ended up living. She's sorry. Everyone doesn't know what's happening. People come and go. He came to her life and she never felt complete like before. But time passes by and all she could hear is her heart breaking every time it beats. The louder, the more painful. He left. The love that she's been burying deeply in her heart overflowed and all that she can do is cry. No one would dare to talk to her, she looks like a shit. No one will ever make friends with her, she's scary. The sadness in her eyes. Who can see those? She's empty, she has nothing but sadness and hatred. But somehow, she always smile. Can you tell her she's broken? Can you listen to her thoughts? She will never break your heart. Can you love her broken soul? Her love is unconditional. If you were her, would you do the same thing? Would you be the same? "because I'm not afraid of dying anymore"
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