Too Late

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The same black dress that she had worn to her best friend's funeral draped over her pale, lanky body. She rocked back and forth with the Sharp end of the knife pointing towards her heart. She replayed over and over the reasons why she didnt need her life. 1. Anyone coukd smile in her face but no one could make her feel safe from the childhood monster that had come to visit her in the still, turbulent night. Agitating her innocence, making her body his for the moment. 2. Anyone could tell her she was beautiful but no one replace the countless amount of broken mirrors because she didn't see what they did. 3. Anyone could tell her they loved her but no one like make her feel the love that she was deprived of for so long, the love that she needed all along. 4. Anyone could say they were her friend but no one could be her best friend. The only one that chased the monster away every time The only one that made her feel beautiful. The only one that made her feel loved. Now her friend was gone like the wind that blew strands of hair into her face as she painful said goodbye forever. She screamed out "why", her voice cold and empty. No one heard her, maybe they never listened. Maybe they could've stopped her lifeless body from hitting the cold tile of the bathroom floor. Now its too late to ever know.