I fall I love twice;
first time was with a Prince Charming,
second time was with sadness.
I left both for the girl in the mirror.

I once held a knife too tight,
fascinated by how it cuts through beautifully,
makes me wonder how it’ll feel
against my smooth and radiant skin.

I once fall into a deep hole,
and I keep falling
… and falling
…and falling
hello?!
can anyone hear me?!!
is anybody down here too?!!
mama… am sacred, it’s so dark in here
HELP!!!!


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