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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I jumped around my room,not caring about things that matter I was throwing things around and all they could hear was clatter I sat in the car park smoking weed and drinking rum I regretted everything I done yet did it again but was still disgusted of who I have become I ran away and lied in the park trying to fall asleep I sat on my bed,cutting, not caring if I go to deep I choked at the look of somebody taking pills I seen things and experienced things you would only see on films Yet I was that little girl That little girl who used to dance around her mums room That little girl who always used to go places smelling like florescent perfume That little girl who’s face would light up when her dad would see her That little girl who used to strike up a conversation no matter who they were That little girl That little girl is lost and never to be found She is scared and crying in the deepest corners of my heart She kicks and screams begging to restart Yet the room only fills up with smoke and more pill packets fall, empty. In the room and I’m her heart, she knows, things will never be the same She sits and wallows in shame Over the corse of three years she grows skinnier and who she was started to fade Yet somebody tries to come to her aid She won’t get up Oh how she wished to move She wanted so badly to improve It takes months for her to gain hope When she did she cleared up the smoke Cleaned the cuts No longer gave into impulse And began the healing That’s the feeling She hasn’t fully recovered yet but she’s on her way But when she does that little girl is back to stay
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