Dreamer

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I had what every girl wanted.

I had a boyfriend.

I had the grades.

I had the friends.

I was popular enough.

I had the artistic ability.

I could sing like nobody's business.

I had that perfect, hourglass figure.

I had the curly hair that every girl craved.

I had the mesmerizing eyes that boys could stare into for hours.

I had the caring family.

My life seemed perfect.

Why did did this have to happen?

Ren. Ren. Ren.

Why. Why. Why.

I am on the brink of death. In the middle of a hospital ward. I am about to die.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 20, 2013 ⏰

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