S E V E N T E E N

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If one day you wake up and I'm gone don't cry.
Don't grieve.
Don't write paragraphs about how much you loved me and how much you cared about me.
Because,
When I was in my lowest times, you wouldn't stay up at night to talk to me.
Don't say I was a wonderful girl and how I was so happy and you couldn't understand why people were so cruel
Because in some ways, you could be the reason I took my life that night.

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