It was written on her skin.
How she's feeling,
And where she's been.
Her smile no longer bright
She's broken and hurt
She's alone tonight.
In her thoughts,in her head
She sometimes thought,
She should be dead.
Not like killing , but never born
She gave up everything,
For her heart to be torn.
Her dreams are ended,her heart is stopped
She never thought
Her balloon heart would pop.
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