She sits there
Aching from this pain
The place she’s in is dark now
And she know he can’t remember her name.
Red fluid seeps from
All the parts of her that’s already broke
And she can’t bear to hear this silence
That replaced all those sweet words he spoke.
Cause when he left
He left her for dead
And maybe he didn’t kill her
But he left her alone with all the thoughts in her head.
Even though he said he didn’t want her
He took so much of her the moment he decided to go
And so she sits here now, trying to piece herself together
Before the curtain claims the show.
But what can she really do cause
without him she was never really that smart
She might as well change her name now
Because all is she…is another broken heart.
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Before the curtain claims the show.
that line just alone is the best line ive ever read
the best metaphor i love it
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