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Jun 2021
you're a useless, useless child.
you cant do anything right.
go isolate yourself little girl,
maybe that'll make you feel better.
but oh look at that,
she's sliding the blade across her wrists,
and starts feeling light headed.
but what's this? shes smiling?
no, no, no!! she cant be happy!! she doesnt deserve it!!
but its too late, shes dying.
shes a useless, useless dead little girl
laying in a pool of her blood.
a useless, useless corpse,
that doesnt know how to do anything right.
now what about funeral expenses?
shes a burden even after shes passed.
she'll always be a useless, useless child
thank you for reading
Written by
jade  my head
(my head)   
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