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Coming into this world was so easy after all

Wishes granted, she never needed to crawl

Painless days, demanding her every desire

All she wanted was for you to fuel her fire

Controlling sickness, emotional syndrome

Genuine illness,

Her ego was her home

A beggar on horseback riding to hell

There was no one who could break the spell

One day it felt so bad to walk alone

She roamed inside her soul never to return

Born dead

Forever spoiled

Drew her last breath

Born dead

Always bored

Immersed in paranoia