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The pain in her eyes
Or all her tears
Role down her cheek
Releasing her fears

She clenches her head
Her body a ball
She sits in a corner
Noone cares at all

The tears wash
The blood away
But her skin red
And red it'll stay

She wishes to die
Just leave this damn place
Cuase she's so filled with
Self hate and disgrace

She only sees ugly
A fuck up a mess
She wishes she could remember
Her at her best

If only she could to it
And wouldn't be alive
She wouldn't have to live
To hear all the lies

To hear all the
Negativity and the shit
In the house in the room
In the corner she sits

As he holds the knife
Close to her wrist
Takes it back down
Thinking of things she'd miss

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