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She seemed so fine.
But deep inside, she wanted to die.
She seemed so fine. But deep inside, she wanted to end her life.

She doesn't care about herself, but she does care about you. Why do people only care when you're already lying in your coffin, peacefully sleeping, heart stopped beating, eyes shut closed and will never be opened again?

She loves you, but you never love her. She was there where no one else is willing to listen to your cries. But no one stayed by her side when problems and darkness slowly devoured her soul.

She tried everything just to be fine, she let the people mold her heart and mind. She tried being happy even though nothing makes her happy. She tried pretending so that people won't notice.

No one supported her. Not a single person who believed in her. Cutting her wrist became her habit. Trying suicide twice but failed. She found herself, but that didn't last for too long.

People judged her, people hated her, everyone left her. How can she live in a world like this? She was a strong girl, indeed. But how long could she take it? No one knows. Maybe tonight, tomorrow, the other day. All she can say is, "care for everyone, before it's too late."

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