No Longer
She cries alone at night
The blade in her hand
No longer does she want to fight
No longer can she stand
Her wants and dreams fly away
She's slowly losing hope
No longer has a reason to stay
No longer can she cope
She feels abandoned, left alone
Everyone's turned their back
No longer does she pick up the phone
No longer can she keep track
She looks down at the scars
None were really deep
No longer can she see the stars
No longer can she weep
The blade cuts and her blood begins to drain
This time, she won't make a mistake
No longer can she stand the pain
No longer will she wake
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