I'm a murderer;
I killed the girl
That I used to be,
The girl that
Used to smile all
The time,
That girl that
Used to have
A lot of friends,
The girl that
I used to see
In the mirror,
Now she is dead,
Her eyes are a
Darker color,
And she rarely smiles,
And she doesn't believe
The compliments
She receives,
Because she believes
That they are just trying
To make her feel better,
I'm a murderer;
I killed the girl
That I used to be.
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