she sits in the shadows of shame
suffocating all her esteem.
she still loves him
but she wont tell a soul.
walking through the meadows of self destruction,
she cries tears of blood.
and her hands, they're so cold.
her face, new shades of white.
NOT FINISHED YETso yeah... ive been working on some new writings, and this is one of them. it still
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