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Better
She sits there in the corner
All alone and shaking
Tears streaming down her face
Blood running down her arms
This is the dark abyss that she calls home
This, to her, is normal
If they hurt you, you deserve it
That's what she believes
Pain is her best friend
Her only friend
Her savior
If she didn't have that
She would surely die
But she's dying anyway
Slowly but surely
She bleeds herself dry
She breaks herself down
She will empty her soul
Until nothing is left
Because emptiness
Is better than this

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