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Aug 2017
****!
*****!
You name it and I've been called it before

But no one sees how it hurts me
How it kills me
How it cuts so deep
So bad I've been considering taking E
To numb the words you called me
When you were so busy judging me


You make jokes
You think it's funny
Until I cut my wrist so deep and too ******

Now you're standing at my grave
Wondering why  
But you didn't see how those words you called me
Made me end my life
Sorry if this is bad. This is how I feel, thus I'm posting it. I am however new to this so my apologies for it not going too in-depth.
Written by
Chloe burger
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