All
Sitting against the wall
This room feels so tall
As the whole in her heart
Erupts into a million pieces
She new it would from the start
Cries fill the air
She falls down the stairs
Tipsy from all the pills
She wants to fall
Just in need to end it all
Her mother gasps
The perfect family picture
Broken.
Glass lies on the floor
Her father walks through the door
His dear child
Took her last breath
No life left in her
She just ended it all
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