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In a Sea full of Throrns
She's the Beautiful,
Strong,
Delicate
Flower
Snow White,
Snow White,
Red as Blood.
Your colourless heart
is not so pure.
Tainted
with unfamiliar emotion.
But is it truly your fault?
Who can blame you,
Mother, if you haven't noticed I'm continuing a fight i don't know if u heard but i still cry at night. Its the monsters an demons who live inside of me sometimes you try but still find it hard to see.
