Her eyes were empty.
Her soul was broken.
She smiled but it never reached her eyes.
She laughed but it was only because she had to.
She was hurting but no one ever knew.
She gave her all to everyone.
Although it never seem like enough.
He saw how bad it was.
And he saw how bad it got but it was to late.
He was to late to save her, he was to late to save her.
She had the world, she had the worst of it.
But she still fought, she fought for a chance.
You must give something up of equal value to save this world.
She gave up her happiness.
She gave up herself.
She lost it all and she died never knowing how much she was loved.
"That's okay...I'm ready to die.
As long as your Happy" she would tell him.
I'm
ready.
To
Die.
I'm
Ready
I
Love
You
I'm
okay
It's
Okay
I
Had
The
World.
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Letters To No One
PoetryThe letters I sent to no one spoke of my pain and anxiety. These letters no one has read spoke of the misery and fear place insise me. my heart where no one could see, my scars are at the aftermath of the wars i win. The letters ive sent to no one l...
