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Remains
In the middle of the night
The pretenses falter
The smiles fade
The tears come faster
The reality of the torture
Is finally shown
Lost in her head
In this alone
No one for comfort
No embrace
No one to care for
Tears course down her face
She's not broken
But not intact
She's done with hoping
Dropped the act
The pretenses falter
The smiles fade
The tears come faster
The reality of the torture
Is finally shown
Lost in her head
In this alone
No one for comfort
No embrace
No one to care for
Tears course down her face
She's not broken
But not intact
She's done with hoping
Dropped the act
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