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Satan, Please.

Hopeless

I guess you're laughing now,
why wouldn't you be, you got what you wanted.
You broke me to the point of hopelessness. 
First with using my body down to the point of a broken family.
You must be amused. 
It all went according to plan,
everything that matters must blister, bruise and then scar... right. 
A battle won and a girl left afraid,
that's your game?
 
Well, it worked. 
I'm scared, I'm heartbroken, I'm defeated. 
You won, now will you leave me alone.
I don't have much else. 
 

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