

The Girl Who Ate Her HeartIn the middle of the night I saw a girl, She was surrounded by vermin, Hidden under the shadows of enmity, She was the daughter of the harlot. Anguish was her friend, Sorrow was her soul mate, She was strapped to a gurney, And she was smiling widely. Skin as pale as a ghost, Lips as red as blood, She had the voice of an angel, And the eyes of the devil. Trapped in the sea of darkness, She smiled in despair. She held her heart in her hands, And ate it. I said, How does it taste? It is painful and bitter. shThe Girl Who Ate Her Heart
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Boredom is part of daily life
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are u the one that did the story "the kicass and the jackass?"
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sakura
much appreciated
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"""No man is worth your tears..the one who is, won't make you cry"
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TiiCii♥
**peace out*
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why did God create us differently if God only wants to be worshiped in one way?
Thank you again!
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