She has nothing left to say
Her beautiful wings torn away
Face streaked with tears
Screams falling on deaf ears
Worn from her daily days
Seeking new ways to escape the pain
Standing in the rain
Screaming at the sky
Thinking about all the ways she can die
She’ll have a smile on her face
Her words laced with lies
Slowly she’ll break off all ties
She wants nothing else to hold her to this world
Life seeping from her eyes
Laying on the ground
She’ll paint a picture with her blood
Telling a story of all the lies
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:'(
You’re a really good poet Brooklyn. I love your poems.