She was broken 

Didn't have anywhere to go

mentally, emotionally, and spiritually

she died a long time ago 

The horror of watching 

seeing the so called "art" on her arms 

not knowing what to do 

she decides... That it's finally time to say goodbye

she's done weeping

stopped believing 

No one can save her now 

She has made up her mind 

This is the time she says goodbye


Jan Wienen

Praying for Trianan... remember there is always Someone Who cares ...

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