In this world She is Useless
Her mind is confused
Inside She is a mess

Her dearest thoughts
Becomes her enemys
Turning into ashes
Slowly
And softly killing her

Birth is her Death
And Death will be her rebirth

This world is too cruel
For a person too sensitive
Like her
Overhelmed by feelings and destructive thoughts

Nevertheless,
One day
All the pieces
Will fade away.



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