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Jul 2018
She dug a grave
A giant hole
Condemned herself
And sold her soul
Slit her wrists
And bled her sins
This is where
The mercy ends
She peeled the mask
From off her face
But that's what held
The skin in place
She tried so hard
To cover up
The monster she felt
She had become
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