Message in a bottle
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A Friend Found in Books
Dreams
The Living Corpse
Murderer
Nature's Bliss
Always
Letter from a razor
Best Friend
The Broken Girl
Spilled Ink
Broken Words
Perfect
Silent Killer
Empty Seconds
Mask
Red Masterpiece
Caring
The Living Corpse
She took a deep breath
She counted to three
A picture in her head
Of who they wanted her to be

The wanted her to be normal,
Happy and kind
They never thought,
That this girl would be blind

Not blind by the meaning
But blind in the heart
Blinded by darkness
Blinded by dark

She walks around lifeless
Her heart beating but dead
A walking corpse
She is lost inside her head

Things have no meaning
At least not anymore
She was not how she was,
How she was once before,

She is one of the living
But one of the dead
A part of her is missing
She hangs on by a thread

She hung her head low
Took one final bow
She stepped off the edge
Saying one final vow

“I will not change who I am
As hard as any of you try
This is me giving up
This is one last goodbye.”
She took a deep breath
She counted to three
A picture in her head
Of who they wanted her to be

The wanted her to be normal,
Happy and kind
They never thought,
That this girl would be blind

Not blind by the meaning
But blind in the heart
Blinded by darkness
Blinded by dark

She walks around lifeless
Her heart beating but dead
A walking corpse
She is lost inside her head

Things have no meaning
At least not anymore
She was not how she was,
How she was once before,

She is one of the living
But one of the dead
A part of her is missing
She hangs on by a thread

She hung her head low
Took one final bow
She stepped off the edge
Saying one final vow

“I will not change who I am
As hard as any of you try
This is me giving up
This is one last goodbye.”
© Epic Novella,
книга «Broken Words».
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