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A 16 year old girl, innocently dancing to the music of love
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She awakes to feel her body ache
The blood drips down from the scar that was just created.
The rush of pain and anxiety, no longer subdated.
Her tears were dripping like soild rain,
Dreaming of the day she could rid herself of the pain.
You're the thorns imbedding into my fingertips
"Why are you bleeding?"
You're the noose that's pulling around my neck
"Why are you choking?"
And everytime I move the pain gets worse
