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Lost
The innocence and life taken away
Her blood boils
Beneath the skin lies the truth
The lies that she has told
Circles around her like the pedals of a flower
Her sweet nectar turns sour
Her diserable flesh and bones
Eaten away by hate
The facade that lies upon her face
What is concealed beneath the face
Is a face full of anguish and hate
Her soul travels in the land of no where
Where her mind plunges into the darkness
Her lips are pursed with fear and cold
Trapped in darkness and determined to find light
Disoriented and lost
The truth lays upon her
The truth is something she does not want to face
Killing her in no time
Leaving perfect scars upon her wrists
And the perfect slit across her neck...
