Gone

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The scars are gone,

Tears disappeared.

Put in a box 

With all my fears.

A knife for meat,

And not for me.

The pain has gone,

And now I'm free.

I'm free and happy,

And not so scared.

I'm thinking clear,

And  more prepared.

The play has gone

My part has been played.

But not by me,

I went away.

I couldn't live,

I had to die.

The taunts and teasing

Made me cry.

I wrote my note,

My last goodbye.

I may be gone,

But now I fly.

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