I know your secret, but I wont tell.
Its in the smile I see, hides the pain in your eyes and
The ache in your heart. I know
How you feel.
I care for you
Because in the end, this life leaves us
So alone we have to do this,
Make ourselves perfect
But perfect is such a vicious word.
Dont.
Youre unbelievably pretty.
Like a flower reaching for winter
And youre almost gone
Lost to the cold nobody can know.
We dont know anything.
But I care
For you, a bites not too hard,
You can get there
If you try, I know you can.
Dont die,
Sweet flower,
Please
Dont die.















Comments
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have you ever thrown a fistful of glitter in the air?
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"... Humanity en masse is striving in the same direction to be unique. Take a stand, strive to be yourself." - SD
However, my poems are always few and far between.
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have you ever thrown a fistful of glitter in the air?
I sort of doubt this
But I've been reassured she's in good hands...
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have you ever thrown a fistful of glitter in the air?
I think it's already something that you noticed the girl was in pain and you want to help
for the lack of confidence, yeah
for the eating disorder, no
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