The friend in her heart

by heather   May 12, 2005


There was a little girl
who live alone in this world
she never talked to anyone
and never had any fun

exept when she caused herself pain she would cut herself everynight
to see the blood in the moonlight
to see if it bled more than the night before
the pain inside her grew more and more

she had not one friend
b/c her friend's life had come to an end
she thought she had no reason for life
only happy with a knife
to cut deep into her skin
and thinking of that one friend
that remained in her heart
and so she cut herself apart
she died that night
and stop life's fight

the friend she never knew she had in her heart weeped

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