Monday, June 2, 2014

#13


Tearless,
She lay in bed,
While her heart bleeds its pain.
Whilst she laughs like a loon,
Yet only no one knew,
She felt like a fool,
For living so well.
The happy pills she had,
No longer gave the tears she shed,
For they numbed her so bad,
Until she made her skin cry,
For that's how she try
To keep herself sane
Until her last breath came.

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