How can people hurt themselves.
I felt it crash upon the floor, light emmiting around
and the echo of the softest crying sound
I saw what it looked like, pieces of the night
ended up so askew, never seeing light
The colors they were brilliant
my sadness so resilient
seeping out, across my cracks
my hear broken on the floor
all i ever wanted, all i ever breathed in
all i ever felt and heard were the sounds on the wind
and all i ever needed was a chance to be bleeding out
but im not strong enough for that
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