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IHaveNoClueWhatToTitleThisAsSoYeah....
Lying in a bed,
Next to a man I don't love.
Selling myself to get by.
My great awakening.
My innocence dissipating.
My happy facade breaking.
The window left open,
A breeze drifts over my bare chest.
Tears fill my eyes,
As I realize I'll never be like the rest.
My heart snapping.
My soul crushing.
My will to live fading.
I sit up on the bed,
Stare out the broken glass.
Watch as shooting stars fly on by,
Free to go where they please.
My tears falling.
My mind flying.
My feet moving.
Before I know what I'm doing,
I step out the window, onto the ledge.
I look at the fall, just past the edge.
And take one last step.
My mind sleeping.
My heart stopping.
My soul escaping.
Next to a man I don't love.
Selling myself to get by.
My great awakening.
My innocence dissipating.
My happy facade breaking.
The window left open,
A breeze drifts over my bare chest.
Tears fill my eyes,
As I realize I'll never be like the rest.
My heart snapping.
My soul crushing.
My will to live fading.
I sit up on the bed,
Stare out the broken glass.
Watch as shooting stars fly on by,
Free to go where they please.
My tears falling.
My mind flying.
My feet moving.
Before I know what I'm doing,
I step out the window, onto the ledge.
I look at the fall, just past the edge.
And take one last step.
My mind sleeping.
My heart stopping.
My soul escaping.
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