She
She was a sweet girl
She wanted to change the world
She knew there was more to life
She dreamed sweetly every night
In a single moment it all changed
All her dreams were ripped away
The sweetness was gone
And the world had changed
The only thing she now had in life
Was the sweetness of the knife
And the beauty of her crimson blood
Released by the gentle comfort she found in pain
And her world remained the same
Her sleeves were long
Her dreams were short
She lived in a world of hurt
Her skin was broken
Her eyes were blank
Her life is dedicated to pain
She and I are one and the same.
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College graduate and Advanced Emergency Medical Technician.
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