Her heart,
It bleeds
As tears trickle down.
She watches,
Waits,
Crying,
Dying
.
.
.
She reaches out,
But grasps nothing.
The world around her darkens,
Becomes colder...
.
.
.
Dull,
Everything is dull.
She hates it.
Loathes it.
Yet can do nothing about it.
Life moves on as she is at a standstill.
Life moves on like always.
Leaving her behind.
.
.
.
Angry at the world,
Angry at her self,
Angry at everything.
She just want to leave.
She wants her heart to stop bleeding.
.
.
.
One step,
Two step,
Three step.
She inches closer,
And closer,
Wind blowing through her hair.
One foot hangs dangerously over the edge.
Will she take it?
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