The everlasting pain
She wonders why it doesn't hurt anymore
The feeling of her skin being cut off
Blood seeping out
Maybe she's used to pain
8 years of snipping pieces away
Hoping soon there would be nothing left
Soon never came
Soon turned into a mosaic carved all over her body nobody would ever buy
Stuck in the back of an empty gallery
Watching the whole world turn to dust
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