She
She is bent and broken
with her heart wide open,
for anyone to stomp on or for it to be stolen,
she runs from her scars
as they follow her closely,
she try’s to hide
but they want her mostly'
she starts a new day
thinking everything will change
but as she wakes up
she realizes its the same,
she drinks all she wants to
swallow the pain
only knowing its going to come back again.
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