1.Saturday nights

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Moon lit tears

falling down her pink cheeks.

They symbolise her youth,

her teenage years.

A light 

in her ocean blue eyes.

Filled with salty water

and lies.

She sits by the window

and watches the world go by.

Hating every detail

and asking herself

why.

Every hello

always ended with a goodbye

and she knows that there

is no point to even try.

So she draws the line

along with the curtains.

She wipes her tears away 

along with the light in her eyes.

Emptiness takes over

and she's no longer

sober.

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