| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - The Girl with ScarsMy mind is bleeding insanitya carousel of thoughtshatred for myselfscreaming in the voidThe girl with scarsshe smilesand that is what people see.A happy girlwho wears long sleeves,they cannot see her mind.The voicesthey are whisperingevil thoughtsinto my head.The girl with scarsis silentshe is a shadow who observes.No one looks,twice at her,they do not hear her screams.The pasth
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