she hadn't left the room for days
footprints were worn into the carpet
imprints of her laughter remain in the stale air
but the walls remain quiet
as does she
she hates crying
but no one makes her
feel anything else
nothing else at all.
"i remember i remember everything
all those times when no one ever came to get me
all the nights when i was scared..."
-m.devine
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