"Her" Pt. 2

There was a time when, she felt helpless.

Her sadness was known, all over town.

Her heart turned cold, laughs were forced.

Until the day, she finally woke up.

Finally her dull grey eyes, went back to crystal blue.

Everyone saw the cracks get filled, and the smile came back, like a perfect girl had. 

She changed so quickly, it was as if she never suffered, like she had.

People started hearing, her beautiful laugh.

They never asked questions, just watched.

She put down her blades, and smiled to herself.

She looked down, her wrists were healed.

While everyone knew, her smile was real.

No longer fake, she stitched up her past.

The months went on, everyone seemee to care, she had picked up the broken pieces.

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