shes in her own world
wrapped safe in oblivion
comfortable in ignorance
in the same room
we are worlds apart
she sees an
emotional girl
i see red
i wonder if she notices that
i look better
bloody
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shes in her own world
wrapped safe in oblivion
comfortable in ignorance
in the same room
we are worlds apart
she sees an
emotional girl
i see red
i wonder if she notices that
i look better
bloody
