Little girl,
On the floor,
Wishing things,
Were like before.

All alone,
No more friends,
She’ll be unknown,
Until her end.

She was betrayed,
She is so sad,
She took the blade,
I think she’s mad.

But oh well,
No one cares,
She’ll go to hell,
Life’s so unfair.
 
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