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She sat alone,
Alone and at home,
Where her screams were silent,
But her mind was violent.
Her insecurities hid deep inside
And they did indeed eat her alive.
A tear rolled down her face,
As her heart begin to race.
She took her blade and tire her skin
Where her depression lied deep within.
This went on for days, months, years,
And until she cried her very last tears.
She decided that she had enough,
The world around her was much too tough.
She took a gun to her head.
Congratulations society,
She's dead.

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Think befor you speak and act!!!
It could hurt.

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