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Not so long ago,
In a land closer than it seems.
There lived a girl,
Just like you and me.
Let me take you to her
Storybook,
Not a fairy tale one,
But the book of her life.
To show you
Around through her eyes.
Her pillow was
Soaking with all her tears.
School always gave
Her all the fears.
There she was laying,
Thinking about that day.
The one she hid
At the back to be hidden from
Their site.
They were so loud,
With fake charming smiles.
They searched
For her and found
Her at the back.
She was afraid of them,
She was not bold.
They held her by hand
And dragged her through the door.
No one to care,
Nor to raise a voice.
They bet her like hell,
Leaving all the bruises.
With only a lie
To tell,
They are nothing but
The marks that
Came while play.
She begged for all
Those hurt to stop.
She begged to leave,
"I want to go, let me go, please, oh please"
These were her words
Then,
And now she was
Laying there,
With a soaking pillow and
An unheard story behind.
Yet she smiled at you,
Not think about herself.
She was there
For you in greed to
Be your friend.
You were the one who broke
Her trust and
Now you are the one
Who call her bad.
Yes, she deserves this.
She deserves much more.
To care for you
And to let you broke her once more.
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