Paper Cuts "Luke Hemmings"

Paper Cuts "Luke Hemmings"

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Just an average girl Always wore a smile She was cheerful and happy for a short time Now she's older things are getting colder Life's not what she thought She wishes someone had told her She told she was down You let it slip by So from then on she kept it on the inside She told herself she was alright But she was telling white lies Can't you tell? Look at her dull eyes Tried to stop herself from crying almost every night But she knew there was no chance of feeling alright Summer cane by all she wore was long sleeves Cause those cuts on her wrists were bleeding through you see She knew she was depressed Didn't want to admit it Didn't think she fit it, everyone seemed to miss it She carried on like a solider with a battle wound Bleeding out from every cut her body consumed She had no friends at school all alone she sat And if someone were to notice ahw would blame the cat But those cuts on her wrist were no mistake But no one cared enough yo save her from this self pain...
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"Jems, I-I'm sorry. I like you so much, please don't leave me." I pleaded, hugging her as she pulled away, turning around. "Michael, I have to. I like you too Michael more than you ever think, but I was just liking the person who's full of lies. Don't do it to other girls alright, Promise me that Michael?" I nod as she sighed, walking away, drenched in the pouring rain. And I didn't stop her, because I can't do anything anymore. I let her go, because I'm a liar. I cringed at the memory, it sounds like some story from books right? I miss her. I don't know where she is right now, but I'm Michael Clifford I can do it. I need to get back in her life and I need to tell her everything I feel.

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