brokenwoman

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She's not the first girl you see when you walk into a roomHer beauty is hidden beneath her painIn her eyes , there is a storyBut when she smiles, you forget it's there..
Can't you hear it from across the room?She's crouched in the corner...Her pain is screaming, but she never says a word.Can you hear it?Close your eyes and try to listenShe cries for help day and night
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