The bruised girl

October 5, 2018

Shaking on the ground

The bruised girl lay there still

Staring at the ceiling

Yearning for the hills

Bang, there goes her trust

Bang, there goes her heart

Bang, everything she gives,

Every piece of her falls apart

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