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Head in her hands

She's on the floor

Her back's up

against the wall

She's not crying, no

'Cos her tears dried

a long long time ago

She didn't realise

that she was shaking

Didn't know

that her fingers were trembling

as she started to write.

Didn't realise

that when she stopped writing,

it was dark outside.

Didn't realise

that the darkness

took away the light in her eyes

She didn't see

that she was losing herself

piece by piece

She wasn't holding on to anything

And those pieces ,

were slowly fading,

Those pieces

were falling

Piece by piece,

she destroyed herself.

And at the end,

there wasn't a single piece

left

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