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Bend till you break

Her reputations about being sentimental, It's difficult, because everyone's judgmental, It's hard for her, to stay in line, with every one criticizing her, all of the time, she waits for the bell, afraid of what's to come, she doesn't want to leave, she feels like she's scum, so she walks out the door, throws her books to the side, she falls to her knees, and begins to cry, so her teachers kneels beside her, asking her why, she feels like scum and wants to die, so she pulls out a gun, puts the barrel to her mouth, puts her finger on the trigger, she has no doubt, she wants to die, she's ending it here, the light bales forward, now, she's full of fear, so the teacher grabs her arm, telling her it's not right, that was the day that teacher, saved her life.
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May 14, 2012
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