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Mar 2015
The trees whispered a secret message
The branches held her up for so long
The bullies left her there
They didn't know what could go wrong
The police found her
Hanging from the branch
One little cruel joke
Brought them to their knees and hands
They pleaded to God for his forgiveness
Please, God! Oh please
Forgive us for we have sinned
The gentle breeze
Whispering through the trees
They buried the girl
Families never brought to justice
Looking down at the girl
Ten and buried
Finally set free
Now being carried
For what is to be.

o.d
Brooke
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Brooke  24/F
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