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Oct 2019
A piece of paper is stuck to my head,
It says kick me down, I deserve to be dead.

I rip at the paper it won’t come off, quit treating me this way, I want it to stop.

The words are sting like a crack of a whip,
Shut up sit down everyone thinks your a *****.
Written by
Nyssa
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   Lexie, Hawa and Bogdan Dragos
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