Words spill out secrets
And the more I speak, the more I regret
Yet, my lips remain parted until I utter a new word
And so it goes on, this story of telling tales!❣
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Warning: Elements of sucide
Ugly girl with glasses was the Clown, To her mates her cries were inaudible sounds, So one day she decided to change her life, She promised to feel alive, And from the tenth floor dived to the ground.
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A sad reality. Many of us face it, even I have. And most of my experiences are unknown to my parents. Years have passed and now I am confident, and it is now that I have been honest to them. They were shocked to know, specially my mom, that I hadn't shared everything.
Unfortunately, many succumb to death :)
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