She sits in the conner
with a razorblade in her hand....
The blood drips from the cuts on her wrists
She waits for someone to save her
a cloudy mist cover her bright blue eyes
she knows that she's alone in this world
she trys to getto the window to look out and veiw
the world for the last minuite of her life
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Yasuka Ito
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