she sits in the dark
on the floor in her room
thinking about all the things they said,
they say she dont matter,
and she knows they dont care,
they wouldnt even notice,
if she wasnt there.
nothings holding her back,
nothings stopping her now,
shes going to be free,
some way some how.
no one will niss her,
no one will cry,
she dosent even have to worry
about saying goodbye,
she picks up the knife
and with a smile on her face,
she knows her problems will soon
be eraced.
the smile stayed as she slowly died,
to forever remind us
of her sweet suicide.
 
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