And then she woke up.
Not from sleep, but from hate.
To herself, but also to the ones who made her hate herself.
Because she did not know anymore who's fault it WAS,
So she felt lost.

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And then she woke up.
Not from sleep, but from hate.
To herself, but also to the ones who made her hate herself.
Because she did not know anymore who's fault it WAS,
So she felt lost.