Broken girl

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She ran in her room
Tears gushing from her eyes
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She slammed the door
Locking herself inside
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She was dying inside
Feeling all regret
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Everything she touches
Seems to make a mess
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She cut her wrist
Blood on the floor
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Now they won't have to worry
About her living anymore

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