UntitledShe stands at the edge of the cliff, staring, unblinking out into the distance.Untitled
Thoughts of betrayel surging through her troubled mind.
Sharp peircing pain in her chest from all the lies.
She has yet to cry, no tears have fallen from her cold, lost, and tormented eyes.
She can barely catch her breat, for she is stunned, her body unmoving, she has become so numb.
She can feel her heart bleed, she can feel each crimson drop seep out of the cracks, the cracks as sharp as glass.
She has not spoken since the news, she has failed to make any sounds, the protests of denia
Would You Miss Me - Christina
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