She was in the bathroom cutting
when Carly, his new girlfriend
strides in, she must've forgot
to lock the door.
Scars are ugly Carly snarls.
Pretty girls don't have scars.
Carly leaves.
Carly's right
and that makes her mad.
So she cuts
and cuts and cuts,
until her hand is unrecognizable
and soaked in blood.
She has made a red sea
in the sink.
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Perfect
PoetryShe has to be perfect, she has to be. she has to. Maybe then, he'll love her. Skinny is pretty, pretty is perfect, pretty girls ...
