Little lines,
full of hate.
No one could deny,
this young girls fate.
Blood poured out,
she hit a vein.
The cuts told what,
words could not explain.
Living in a hell,
day after day.
What did she do,
to which she had to pay?
Tears drip and fall,
caught in the corners of her eyes.
She slowly slips away,
watch how slowly she dies..
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