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by Moon Princess Mar 26, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I walked into a general bathroom, and I was shocked to find a girl. There she lay on the ground, cutting to forget the world. I was unable to speak or move, but she never noticed I was there. I was binded by some unspeakable force, as I watched her cut without a care. I heard her humming a lullaby, one I knew from heart. "And down will come baby, cradle and all" was the final, broken part. A mass of blood was surrounding her, I watched with pity as she died. And when this broken, angel left this world, I walked away and cried.