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Mar 2014
Once upon a time, there was a young girl
She knew she was not perfect
but that didn't matter, cuz she knew she wasn't made to be it.
she was imperfect, but she enjoyed it.
she wasn't the best looking around, but she was proud of her appearance.
she wasn't the brightest student, but she spoke her mind.
and now....
shes not here.
for she met a boy,
who tough her, she wasn't intelligent
who showed her, she wasnt worth having
who proved to her, that she, infact, wasn't beautiful.
all of which she knew,
but now it broke her.
since he held a place in her heart
and soon, he left her
with the words of her past left to haunt her soul.
now, with nothing left; she was alone.
and a thought came across her mind: death
to which the story ends.

Though,
the boy lives on, whispering his devils words into the ears of others
spreading the hate
for death to come near.
N0thing
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