The mind of a
girl has been encrypted,
The result of
the pain a boy inflicted.
Lying on the
bed, broken, dried out,
Filled with the
knives of utter doubt.
Left with scars
from the wordless burns,
Though she
loves the way it hurts.
Finally feeling
to numb to cry,
Cooled by the
pills effort to try.
The memories
shattered on the floor,
Hid inside an
unbroken door.
For once again
to be unsealed,
When the heart
is finally and completely healed.
One day she
felt the lights of stars,
Caring for her bleeding
scars.
Blowing life on
the hollow, white lips,
Forgiving
herself for the reckless ribs.
She now sees the
world with clearer eyes,
Not with a dim
and strange disguise.
The blurry
vision drowned with scare,
Has once again
found its air.
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