There once was a girl who would never hurt a fly but the sad part is she wants to die she walks threw the halls with tears down her cheeks she gets pick on cause she's not that Sheikh she runs home. every day she hopes school is a forever delay. she took the blade and her sorrow and filled up the bath tub to the top deciding wether. to do it or not
that day she chose and held a rose with a paper saying mom and dad explaining why she was mad.
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