They see you as their hero.
But, I see the truth.
Remember when you raped that innocent little girl?
I do.
Remember putting her in hole down below?
I do.
You're no man.
Deffinately not a hero, either.
Does it not haunt you every night?
To know shes decaying.
Does eat at your soul?
To know what you did.
You destroyed me.
I've become this creature of darkness because of you.
I've cut,
Cried,
And bled...
All because you .
I'm the only thing of what is left of that little girl.
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