For him
She calls you to distract herself
She takes her bracelets off when her cameras on
You tell her everything is gonna be ok
But she doesn’t care
She doesn’t wanna everything to be ok
She likes the scars on her arms
She hides them but smiles when she sees them
You don’t like when she's sad though
You like seeing her real smile and real laugh
But those were long gone
For a wolf boy had came long before you
Who turned her into the monster she is
She wanted love and he gave her what she feared
Now she finds comfort in her pain
So don’t fix what's already broken
Because you can’t find every’s puzzles missing piece
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