The minute you turned your back,
her heart went black,
her soul turned to coal.
She was blinded,
thought her pain had to be silenced.
So she took a knife,
didn't think twice.
Her wrist she slit,
without even a twist.
She fell to the ground,
not even a sound.
They found her dead, but in her head
she knew
her pain had to be silenced.
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