"I killed the girl
That I used to be,The girl that
Used to smile all
The time,
The girl that
Used to have
A lot of friends,
The girl that
I used to see
In the mirror,Now she is dead,
Her eyes are a
Darker color,
And she rarely smiles,
And she doesn't believe
The compliments that
She receives,
Because she believes
That they are just trying
To make her feel better,I'm a murderer;
I killed the girl
That I used to be."
~s.l.
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PoetryA collection of poems and stories for the broken, lost, afraid, recovery, heartbroken, depressed, and many more. *Trigger warning possibly for some of these*