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She Loosely discards her morals 
like use napkins on dinner plates
Plays the field as if it were a game of chance dies inside on a daily basis 
Hides her tears with mask of smiling faces threw herself down on the rocks
in hopes that she would break into a million pieces
Gave more of her soul than  she was willing to give 
until her fullness
was drenched in sorrow 
closed her eyes and prayed for a end to her pain that was never ending
words unspoken dreams unrealized
hurt stacked on the Shelf 
no one know the pain she holds 
because she keeps it all to herself
©liandra22