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I wished you knew it was because of her I left school crying that day.

Where I was done with her.

Done with myself.

That it was her that kept harassing me.

Hurting me mentally,

Physically,

And emotionally.

That she threatened me to keep my mouth shut when you asked what was wrong.

That she was the reason I had that blade in my hand,

Steadied at my wrist when you followed me home.

The reason I had bruises and scratches on me.

The reason you screamed and cried at me on why I wouldn't tell you what happened.

Why I wouldn't say who did it.

How long this has been going on.

I didn't say anything.

But its okay.

I have him now.

I have him to help me with the nightmares.

Either way,

Its too late now.

Its too late.

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