All those scars on her arms
Those bloody scars
This great loss of blood
It's flowing like a river
But don't worry
They are just little marks
To remind her how often she was hurt
By her so called friends
So she just went away
Without any word
Without any goodbye
Nobody knew how she really felt
Nobody knew her thoughts
She just couldn't bear that any longer
All that pain and suffering
It was too much for her
She had to abort it
Forever.
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