Tess Bell stress

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You can see
in the way she paints
the picture perfectly
but in the lines,
when she draws it fine
her heart is breaking and
it gets colder
as the day gets longer
she holds her breath
hoping they get shorter
they say the stress will never rest
so she takes a pill
swallows it whole
along with the feelings she'll ignore
and on she goes painting perfectly
see how looks can be deceiving
she says she's fine
but really she's dying
she's run dry of remedies
oh she's gone gone gone gone.
You can see in the way she writes
she stays up all night
but in the words,
she falls apart
in the night she's bleeding in the dark
it gets colder
as the day gets longer
she holds her breath
hoping they get shorter
they say the stress rids happiness
so she takes a pill
swallows it whole
along with the feelings she'll ignore
and on she goes painting perfectly
see how looks can be deceiving
she says she's fine
but really she's dying
she's run dry of remedies
oh she's gone gone gone gone.
You can see in the way she sleeps
in her mind, she won't get the peace
they say the stress rids happiness
so she takes a pill
swallows it whole
along with the feelings she'll ignore
and on she goes painting perfectly
see how looks can be deceiving
she says she's fine
but really she's dying
she's run dry of remedies
oh she's gone gone gone gone.
She's gone.

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