CHAPTER 4
3rd person's p.o.v:
Slice..
Slice..
Slice..
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Drip..
Drip..
Drip..
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..The sight was one that she loved..
..of her own blood..
..flowing down her wrists..
..like a fountain..
..she loved to smile..
.she always did..
..Even when she was in pain..
..nobody believed her tho..
..they thought she was just acting..
..for attention..
..tsch..
..they didn't know what pain they caused her..
..some of them did..
..but didn't care..
..of course..
..why would they..
..all she was..
..all she is..
..and all she will be..
..Is..
..A Broken Doll..
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