The face that appears in my mirror
is not someone I know
this girl she is broken
hidden in the dark shadows
bruised and bewildered
who is she?
what does she want?
She cries helplessly
I can feel her pain
I can see her reaching for a hand
someone to hold her tight
Only one thought on her mind
S.u.i.c.i.d.e
It's her only chance
she can get away
she can get out
With each slice
of that rusty blade
her pain will be released
She's so tired...
She is so weak...
this girl...
this girl is...
Me






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