My poems by me

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I am the kind of girl you trip in the hall,

I am me

I am the girl who sits alone.

I am me

I am the girl who fakes her smile.

I am me

I am the girl who cuts her wrist to feel the relief.

I am me

The girl know one will miss

I am me

I am the girl who is finally died

I am me.............

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