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As she sat there on the bench She fiddled with the cold metal handle And believed it was her closest friend As she sat there on the bench She refused to think of the laughs Of the friends and family she had spent countless days with Of the happiness she had As she sat there on the bench She forgot the two boys Who admired her from a distance But wouldn't say anything because the boys were best friends As she sat there on the bench She lamented about the small time She had been laughed at instead of with She had been scorned As she sat there on the bench bang As she died there on the bench
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Apr 5, 2015
Apr 5, 2015 at 11:57 AM UTC
There on the bench
As she sat there on the bench She fiddled with the cold metal handle And believed it was her closest friend As she sat there on the bench She refused to think of the laughs Of the friends and family she had spent countless days with Of the happiness she had As she sat there on the bench She forgot the two boys Who admired her from a distance But wouldn't say anything because the boys were best friends As she sat there on the bench She lamented about the small time She had been laughed at instead of with She had been scorned As she sat there on the bench bang As she died there on the bench
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Apr 5, 2015 at 11:57 AM UTC
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