She Sat Alone

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She sat alone

Alone and home

Where her screams were silent

But her mind was violent

Her insecurities hid deep inside

And they did indeed eat her alive

Teasr began to roll down her face

As her heart began to race

She took her blade and tore her skin

Where here depression lied deep within

This went on for days, months, and years

Until she cried her very last tears

She decide that she had enough

The world around her was too tough

She took a gun to her head

Congratulations, society

She is dead

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