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She looks in the mirror and cries. Her depression takes over as she feels true betrayal. Her own misery overwhelming her. She feels ugly stupid and unloved. She is nothing, nobody ever notices her unless they are picking on her or laughing.
Yet she continues acting like a fool, desperate for that attention, the only kind she ever gets. Some would say she wasnt a complete waste, a decent career, house...but she waits for it to crumble, guided by the one in the shadow, leading her to a life of sorrow.
I guide you through a calm voice, not a sign of love or caring. Your ruin, your suffering that causes a conflict within you, your body turning a blind eye to your minds desperate pleas to stop. You know it. I know. It will happen to you, you will throw what little your pathetic life has.
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