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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Young Adult · #856884
I wish someone had warned me....told me what it meant to die.

The glass breaks

The blood falls

Her fist hits

Against the wall

She screams outloud

Voice filled with pain

She crawls out the window

In the pouring rain

She runs away

As fast as she can

Gripping her fist

And her bleeding hand

The rain falls

Against her skin

She runs faster

she cannot win

She falls to the ground

Flat on her face

She hated running

But she has to leave this place

Her head is pounding

With anger and pain

She stops in her tracks

She has nothing to gain

She gazes at her reflection

In a puddle on the ground

She smiles in disgust

At her face that's so round

There's no where to run

She gives up one last time

She collapses on the ground

Nothing's ever fine
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