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Apr 2015
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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Jake O
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