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She had enough,
Enough
It was too much to handle, too much.
Just. Too much.
She got the rope, and a chair.
She tied the rope to the ceiling
And she jumped.
She jumped.
Because she had enough,
Enough,
It was too much to handle, too much.
Her,
She got her father's gun
And she entered the attic, upstairs, where no one could hear.
And she pressed the button.
She pressed the button.
Because she had enough,
Enough,
It was too much to handle, too much.
Her,
She got a kitchen knife, not the Big ones, because her mom cooks a lot with it, one with a tiny sly sharp blade.
She entered her room, and she put the lettre on the desk,
And she stained the blade.
She stained the blade.
Because she had enough,
Enough,
It was too much to handle, too much.
It was too much
Too
Fucking
Much
