Blinded by lust
She stares into the mirror,
And The mirror stares back.
Mascara smudged from the tears,
Leaving here checks black.
Cuts on her arms,
From the stress that she carries.
Redder then cherries.
She wants to buried.
She wants to die alone
Because she couldn't find home.
She wants to die alone
Because she's mostly on her own.
An innocent girl cursed
And killed by love.
She was lost in her dreams
Because it wasn't real enough..
It tormented her heart,
And destroyed her trust.
She was Delusional.
She was blinded by lust.
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