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Dec 2015
As she lies bleeding on the floor
She promised she would do no more
Harm to herself she really tried
But even she knew that she had lied
Now she is dying and no one is home
She has no help she is all alone
She wants to get up and fix it all
But there is no one left for her to call
Now as she lies on the floor
She hears everyone calling her a *****
She hears them calling her a cutter ****
Now she wishes she didn’t cut
She wishes the monster would go away
And leave her alone after today
She turns her head towards the mirror
And in it she can see
The monster lying on the floor is her
That monster that she sees, that monster is me.
Aesthete Flower
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Aesthete Flower
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     Mary Harris and ---
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