She lost it all today in the end
not the apple of your eye anymore
shes shuts everything out and lets go
like an artist
her wrist is the canvas
cutting, taking away pain
melancholy begins to fade
you'll find her perfectly content
under the ground for all of time
he will never hear her cry
or see her smile in vein
only on her bed will he see the girl
the one who was in vein
 
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