Let's start with this girl. The young girl wearing all black, wearing long sleeves all throughout the year. The girl left in a blanket, crying as her screams were not heard, until every drop has been poured down to the innocence she lost.
Here is to the girl who stays up until 3 am, with her every broken piece, deperately trying to put back the pieces that don't seem to fit each other anymore, with every memory triggered as she explore to ghe darkness of the halls of her mind she managed to make. Here is to the girl who thinks of suicide at 3 am.
I do not love you, i do not care if thw wounds are deep enough to surpass the pain inside.you are so loving, but you will never be enough to loe yourself.
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I am sorry you have to suffer.