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I met a girl who hated the world. she used her body to sell her soul. Every time they'd break her and pay, tear out her heart and leave her in pain. I never found out how she survived all of the sadness and pain kept inside I never found out how she could lie with a smile on her face, and the scratches she'd hide. You could love her if you prayed, you could love her every way. Down on her knees she wept on the floor, this hopeless life she wanted no more. Dead in her mind and cold to the bone - she opened her eyes and saw she was alone. She never found out how much I tried - all of the sadness she kept made me blind. She never found out how much I cried - the rope so tight on the night that she died...
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