She used to be happy, funny and loud.
Her presence was known.
It was more fun when she was around.As the days went on,
She went to the bathroom more.
Not cuz she was ill,
She was sad and woreYou thought it was her period,
But this went on for weeks.
Her once confident voice,
Now shakes when she speaks.You were scared for her health,
You spoke to her family.
She said there was nothing wrong.
But she was in agony.She's in pain
Her eyes poisoned and red
Her sparkling blue eyes are gone
Like her they're dead.She left.
You've now become mute
Cry all the time
You used to be cute,
But you're turning into her.

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