amnesia

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I know a girl whose thought she despised,
Were only her own work of lies,
Her only prison was her empty soul,
She never once felt whole.

I know a girl who was beautiful,
But she couldn't see that,
All she saw were demons underneath,
And all the things she lacked,

I know a girl who cut her wrists,
Just to feel some kind of pain,
Bruises and scars she wanted,
Just to keep her sane.

I know a girl who reaches out,
For something that's not there,
A figment of her imagination,
Still holding onto her fear.

I know a girl who cries at night,
Because she doesn't want the pity,
She truly is a sorrowful sight,
Living in the heart of the city

I know a girl who screams for the past,
Because she wants to hold on to the memories 
She doesn't want the pain to last,
But if she forgets again she'll freeze.

I know a girl who is cold as ice,
Her memories locked in a drawer,
All alone she always cries,
For the memories she lost before.

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