Her eyes close slowly breath weak.
As she speaks so soft the night craws over her, she looks for a hand to help her a way out.
Still she gets sucked deeper in to the darkness the light fades away.
Seeing the people who she thought loved her as they watch her fade no one try's to help her.
Her heart brakes her soul can no longer speak.
She lays still letting the last memory's be the face of the one who alway said I'm here and they will always be there for you
now they watch, she is dust now.
Her soul broken down in too nothing just like they made her feel.
Her heart brakes in peaces thrown out for the world to see
.....
they all walk away the wind blows and she is gone.
Will I ever be wanted.
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