I am a murderer.
I killed the girl
I used to be...
You see that girl that
Used to smile?
You see that girl who
Used to have friends?
You see that girl who
Used to love everything?
Her eyes are now dark
Her body covered in cuts and scars
Her mind such a dark place
Her meals getting smaller
Herself becoming to far to touch
She's dead inside.
I am a murderer!
I killed the girl
I used to be.
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