Her eyes-
Are filled with tears
Her makeup-
runs down her face
Her head-
is spinning a thousand miles per hour
her body-
shakes uncontrolably
Her fingers-
Grip a shiny silver blade
Her arms-
Drip a metalic liquid
After this procedure has happened multiple times-
she can't feel anything
All she has done-
Is block out the emotions
The dissapionting thing-
is they come back-
with more added on
But for now-
She has put a smile on her face
Pushing everything to the side
And pretending everything is, and will be ok
Until tomorow
when the pain comes back
and this procedure must be followed again
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depressing poetry...
pretty much poems thas bout it
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