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< There's this girl in the mirror, I wonder who she is. Sometimes I think I know her and sometimes I wish I did.  There is a story in her eyes, lullabies, and goodbye.  When she's looking back at me I can tell...she's hurting inside.

< It's getting colder now and the darkness consumes me.  Depression is slowly creeping up.  Maybe one day you'll actually care about me.

< Never underestimate the pain of a person because the truth is everyone is struggling.  It's just some people hide it better than others.

< She smiles with all that she has left, yet tears are left un-dried.   And though she's got so much to say, she bottles it up inside.  If you look past her broken eyes to a shadow 

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