Let it Slip

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The razor slips,

then is drips.

The blade slides,

as you cry.

You're skipping meals,

it's not a big deal.

So the blade will slip,

the meals will be skipped,

she'll fake a smile, but only for a while,

and then her time won't be worth while.

So she'll slip away until the day she dies.

Then the blade will laugh,

and Ana will smile.

"Don't you see silly girl? We never loved you, you weren't worth our time. This was our mission,

now the deed is done and we have a new victim."

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