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Jun 2014
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She runs away and falls on the floor.



They come after her,
Punching and kicking
Telling her they'll take her for a coffin fitting.



When she gets home
She cries some more
Screaming out for help, she falls on the floor.



She slams the door
And finds a knife
She feels the need to end her life.



This isn't okay
She isn't alright,
All she wanted was one peaceful night.



But peace doesn't come,
It never does for her
And soon her tears make her vision a blur.



She takes the knife
And cuts her skin
Realizing how ******* up her life has been.



People call her emo
And laugh in her face
Not daring to put themselves in her place.



She just smiles at school
And let's it all go
But at home she just watches her blood flow.



She ripped at her skin
And can't take it anymore
And as her blood drips and stains the floor



She grabs a chair
And some rope, too
Then undressed and slowly slid of each shoe.



She took the rope
Hung herself in the dark
And no longer has the best of a heart.



Her friends cry out
Once they hear she's dead
Her brother sobs as he sleeps in her bed.



She's gone
She's done
Because people made fun.



She's buried on Sunday
People are crying
All because one girl had completely stopped trying.
Sean G
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Sean G  US of A
(US of A)   
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