you can see in the way she paints the picture perfectly but in the lines, when she draws it fine her heart is breaking and it gets colder as the day gets longer she holds her breath hoping they get shorter they say the stress will never rest so she takes a pill swallows it whole along with the feelings she'll ignore and on she goes painting perfectly see how looks can be deceiving she says she's fine but really she's dying she's run dry of remedies oh she's gone gone gone you can see in the way she writes she stays up all night but in the words, she falls apart in the night she's bleeding in the dark you can see in the way she sleeps in her mind, she won't get the peace they say the stress rids happiness
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