She giggled
She laughed
She smiled
She had a great time
You thought she was happy
You could not have guessed
What was really happening?
Her cutting and cutting
Like it was a game
She said it was better then all the pain.
I try to get her to stop
But she cuts until the sight of blood drops
I cannot sit here and watch her
She use to be so happy
That smile would light up the world.
She is changing like clockwork
How do I keep up?
How do I make her stop?
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I would like to translate this poem
amazing! ! ! this is a good one