The Girl

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Hazel eyes

Dark, dyed hair

Earbuds in, she drowned the world out

Sat in the back

Never made a sound

Left unseen, she didn't need a disguise

They were unaware

She never wore a smile, always a frown

The girl no one knew a single thing about

Like how her drunken father made her skin blue and black

Or that when they walked into her room, her corpse would be found

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