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HER
sitting
here all alone
casted by the lurking shadows
everything turned
into a stone
crying until my eyes ran dry
my dignity
forever lost
regrets, sorrows and pains drive me insane
my
father did it to me that fateful twilight
somebody will fly, the
angel for me is a devil
i must cut her hopeless wings!
now
weeping at the dark corner
blood dripping in my legs, hands and
arms
finally, the knife is red and nobody is breathing...