She was an empty girl with worlds on her arms
Swirling, shifting, kaleidoscope dreams
She was a quiet girl with tears in her eyes
Dripping, blossoming, nourishing streams
She was a strong girl with blood on her hands
Slipping, chafing, encouraging pain
She was an important girl with jewels in her crown
Shining, glistening, cavalier fame
In her stream of consciousness
falling, falling, falling, falling
Until all that was left was an empty corpse
white, dry, draining life
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