Corpse Girl Rising

She buried herself in a coffin,

and waited for death to come.

She had walked on a bed of nails,

she had sprinted through fire,

she had painted poison on her face to be acceptable.

She had starved and starved and starved.

But it was never enough,

so she decided instead of being perfect,

she would let perfection go to hell.

And she took her fists and resurrected herself,

because moping is for fairytale girls and she only has time for living.

 

 

 

 

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