I look at the cuts on my wrist
and wonder why i do this
That power takes over me
it shows pain that shouldnt be

I'm fascinated by odd things
Many that make me unsane!
These thoughts that run through my head,
makes me a girl that i dread

Im not th same girl
ive changed!
Im mourphing into something that i dont understand
it is me?
 
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