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Beauty is pain.

Sometimes she cried.

Beauty is pain.

You told her to suck it in.

Beauty is pain.

She took the pills. Swallowed them with coffee.

Beauty is pain.

She kept pushing herself to the limit, all because of you.

Beauty is pain.

"It's worth it. It's not that painful."

She lost herself. She lost her identity.

She lost her old face.

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