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her mind's revelations are as piercing as light
the parasitic thoughts which reside within
continue to grow darker by the night
and every secret of the soul remains hidden

the reflection in the mirror crawls out
seeks a home in her trembling screams:
whispers of an endlessly gnawing doubt
she breaks down in her chaotic dreams—

                    LO AND BEHOLD, LITTLE GIRL, YOUR GRAVE IS SECURE!

she tries to reach within—trip and fall
a selfless little selfish little selfless thing
she finds no solace as it stands tall
and stares at the doom it will bring

the prelude to a tragic start
an epiphany for endless pain
the futility caging her heart
failure bringing her to the chain

                    LO AND BEHOLD, TIRED LITTLE GIRL, YOUR END IS HUSHED!

the plenitude of an empty mind
mumbles in agony for a taste
it withers away, makes her blind
all hell breaks loose in haste

the prison welcomes with open arms
she takes a step just to see
whether the lightning harms
or sets her free

                    LO AND BEHOLD, SAD LITTLE GI—

                                            please, stop, i can't bear it anymore. 

 

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