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by Sabby Aug 31, 2012 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
They called her emo They called her freak They would also silently call her weak They called her creepy They called her dark They would talk about her at the park They threw paper balls They gave her rude stares She couldn't brush it off, She couldn't say "who cares" So she decided to die She had no fear of death She knew it was time to take her last breaths To teach a lesson it would cost a life she didnt really seem to mind Because, at least they would be kind next time