Colours Of A Broken Girl... With every slice on my wrist, a crimson liquid bleeds, Reminding me of my humanity. With every scar, that leaves a pinkish taint, I'm told I've failed before. With ever tear that shimmers an aqua blue, I feel a pain within my chest With every bruise I get, an ugly black I'm re-told that I'm too weak. With ever glare, from eyes of hazel and greens, I find myself feeling alone. As I lye on the floor, a comforting brown, I know it's the end of it all.
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