Her. There was nobody, Nobody to stop her, The lies consumed her, The horror ate her soul, The feelings pierced her heart, She was empty, All she felt was pain, She wanted to be numb, But to be numb she had to pay a price, Blood, Blood was the price, She cut and cut, Until she felt no more, Her arm scarlet red, Smelling of iron, And tasting like salt, Tears mixed in, It was a potion, A potion for numbness, And then she no longer cared, She no longer hurt, No longer cried, She was different, Not the same girl as before, The world changed her, Society broke her, She became as fucked up as society, And there was nobody to blame, But society, She had became society.
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