juz gonna stand thr n watch me burn...tat orite bcoz i lik d ways it hurt...
juz gonna stand thr n hear me cry...tat orite bcoz i luv d way u lie...
gt a gal...she oways cry 4 nthg...sumtin tiny little thg...
she cry whn she gt scold...cry whn u been left bhide..cry whn she afraid...cry whn she saw a sad movie...cry whn d hero o heroin dying...cry whn thr is rainy day...cry whn d rain falling frm d sky n falling apart wit each other...
she afraid of loneliness..scare to be alone..she lack of feeling of safety...her bed muz full of blanket n pillow...
she nid it..so tat d bed won looks so empty...so tat she cn slp..peace n calm..
sumtime...she wan to b alone..bt most of d time...she hope thr r sum1 thr k 4 her...b thr 4 her...sumtin she luv life..bt most of d time..she cnt wait to run out frm d reality...
she gt hurt...bt she cnt face it...she force herself to pretend ...
she finding a new heart to replace her broken heart..
wad should she do?wad could she do?
to gt a place..tat belong to her...a place tat protect her...frm all those sadness...at least a place tat allow her to hide...
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