Frightened
I am frightened,
of the girl,
she looks at me,
with cold eyes
Her lips,
They mouth words,
She chills my heart,
As she cries,
Tears of blood.
I am frightened,
of the girl,
who touches my cheek,
with cold hands.
Her nails,
The dig into me,
Blood running down,
Hitting the floor,
Dripping.
She's not me,
she's not me,
but there's something inside,
familiar , that I can see.
I am frightened,
of the girl,
in the mirror,
who somewhat resembles me,
so i smashed the mirror,
There is nothing left to see.
Thank you.
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