Alone
There is a girl,who walks alone.No one to love her. No place to call home.
She cries all alone in her empty nights.
She has no name & no one ever sees her face.
She looks in the mirror and sees an ugly face,
a face that belongs in this ugly place.
Her only companion is her rusty old razor.
All the cuts and the blood don't seem to faze her.
The lies and the tears are all she knows.
One day she'll just snap and throw it all away.
Just end it.
Maybe hang from a tree and just sway.
Or maybe she'll just jump off the pier, sink to the bottom
and let death just... win.
in the blink of an eye,
the bat of a lash,
quick, quick, quick as a flash.
She disappears, doesn't exist.
With the flash of a razor and the flick of a wrist.
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