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Fine

Endless nights, endless cry’s
Broken inside, dead no light
           Alone at last
   I’m fine when they ask

Little do they know I’m already gone
You act like you know what’s wrong

You don’t see the scars on my arm
 You said you do your best
        And yet you left

Everyone tryed to ease my mind
 They all ended up thinking I was
                          Fine
Written by A_livia_16
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