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minho, my dance class mate,
did you have fun
when you said those things
about my face?

"it's just a tip" you said,
"i'm not saying you're not pretty!"

but did you really mean that?
we'll never know, i guess.

so i did what i had to do.

you didn't see me
when i entered your bedroom.
you didn't hear me
when i broke the mirror.
you didn't hear me
when i approached
your sleeping body.

i killed you with your own weapon.
now you weren't the prettiest.
not anymore.
who would like someone
with bloody scares
on his face, right?

so i waited.
i waited until your body
didn't move anymore.
i waited until i was sure you
couldn't breathe anymore.

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