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Ana Darling


I look in the mirror 

I don't see me

I just see her

The demon that haunts my every thought and dream

Some call her Ana

I usually just say 

Ana Please

Ana,

please leave me be

Ana,

please let me be happy 

Ana,

 I've been getting better

 

Ana, 

I missed you so much

 

She convinces me I can't live without her

She tells me I don't need food 

I just need her

Everyone will love you 

She would say 

It was all so enticing 

I coudn't quite resist 

I look in the mirror 

I see what she's done 

Ana,

Is this really me 

 

I start to fall to pieces

I'm an old clay vase

I'm crumbling 

She just watches and laughs

 

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