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CHRIS The boy sits in a dark corner of his mind
Numb, contemplating
Beating his self-worth into the ground
The boy watches his body bleed
But he doesn't feel any of it
He lives in a world of death
Pain, suffering
He closes his eyes and wishes for death
Broken mirror shards are scattered upon the floor
Leaving no room to critisize his features
Getting up slowly, the boy hears a sound
He walks over the shards in bare feet, unflinching
And looks around slowly
A girl -- with a halo and circlet of thorns upon her wrists
Cloaked in darkness, light in her green eyes
She steps over the glass, just as he
No protection upon her feet, she is unafraid
No sign of pain in her beauty
She reaches out to him and takes his hands
The boy's cuts slowly close up
And his heart opens
The girl, - no - Angel - smiles at him
The boy smiles back
Holding her gently
She then leads him out from this house
This nightmare he's lived
She takes him to a place of beauty
And shows him love
The boy has found love at last.
