The story you seek to know,
the story of her great blow.
To see her tears buff up in her eyes,
maybe she just wants to cry.
The room she lives in is a mess,
covered in tears and screams,
with blankets on the floor,
covered in her mascara.
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He wallows in shame,
as he goes through the seen in his head,
The way her eyes fell to the ground,
as she ran to the bathroom,
as he saw himself break her heart.
The scream he hears at night,
is only his nightmare,
of what he did.
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As they pass eachother at school,
and look down,
They don't talk,
they don't look up,
They wallow away,
till they are only a memory.
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I have been in many relationships. it hurts for a little bit, but it will all be ok.