Kill Her Pout

Through the dark she runs,
Tears streaming down her face,
She has seen fear and disgrace
But nothing can compare to this heartbreak.

Through her eyes can you see,
The girl that is broken to complete,
The thing that she kept her alive,
Has died completely inside.

She takes comfort in the pain,
And as it starts to rain,
She finds a way out,
A way that can kill her pout.
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Not sure if I've posted this poem or not..