Crying in the corners, curled up in a ball.
Eyes of red, tears of dread, curled up in the corners.
Waiting to be shot, or perhaps to just be loved again, just ever so lonely all over again.
Heart broken in two, crying out in pain
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'You were nothing but a heart ache'. A children's disease of love, a sweet height, a hope which will happen again. Beautiful American girls!