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She lays her head against the tops of her knees, wishing her salty tears would take her to sleep.

Such a sleep that would swallow her whole existence,

Drowning in despair

for her sorrow feels no bounds.

The scars scream with relief

She hangs her head as she walks,

wanting to be acknowledged.

But still no one noticed the crimson led tide of blood slowly making its way down her arms.

Now shes crying, inside shes dying

The shattered stars in her eyes are raining on the world.

Hoping the stars falling from the gaping hole called sky would fall upon all the people who have done her damage.

Like glass, she falls and implodes

She failed the test of endurance

so what do you do when you know you’ve lost?

….you give in

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this poem has a long story that i don't feel like elaborating on.

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