The pale white skin of a girl gone mad,
The piercing eyes of unforgiveness.
Her blackened soul,
Thrusting through your heart like a knife.
Nestled bones upon the chair
The rage inside her brain.
The helplessness you feel for her.
The expression on her face,
Saying it all.
Displaying every bit of emotion she has left.
The memories she holds,
You can't help but wonder;
Where it all went askew.
What went wrong for her,
That could go wrong for you?
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