There's a girl, dressed in red. She wears her heart on her sleeve and a bow on her head. She takes a pill everyday to keep stable. She keeps them in a bottle, in a box on the table. She's a lovely little girl, always does what she's told. She fixes her bed and wears a jacket when it's cold. She always says please and she always says thankyou. She keeps everything in order and does nothing when she wants to. She smiles all the time, every second of every day. You'd think, "but she only smiles on the inside", is what I'd say. But no, this girl smiles from the inside out. From what i've told you, you're probably wondering what this girl is all about. Well let me tell you about those pills she takes. When she takes those pills her life she fakes. They keep her naive, as crazy as that is to believe. She has to take one every day or else she feels. She's taken them for so long, any kind of emotion kills. I beg of you to not feel sorrow, for she can't feel pain. But sometimes they worry when she runs out, what will remain.
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