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Anonymous
Copyright, Anonymous
A cut against a pretty face,
A face that's seen too much pain,
Heard too many screams,
Felt too many things.
Wishing for something,
To make it go away,
Despreate, scared, alone.
Left with nothing,
Nothing to do but try,
To make the pain go away,
To make everything ok,
To not be scared again.
Nothing left to do,
No where left to hide,
Nothing left to feel,
No more tears to cry.