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She lookes into the mirror
tears stream down from her eyes...
To my special mum
i need you guidence and help...
Theres another world
that no1 sees...
Here I sit
Here I die...
This is for my loner girl
Who is smothered by her mum...
Why do I do this
Razor blades at my knees...
Why is it that every night brings such fears
All the fuking emotions bringing tears...
I scream and cry
and tear inside...
I know shes doing it
i can feel it inside...
In my last moments
my mind will race...