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by Lucy Lewin   Dec 24, 2006


As I stand here and look at that girl right there in the mirror
I slip into deep thought.
as I think,
I wonder what that boy over there ever saw in her
low down Gothic look with pure green eyes
and solid black running down her face
her life was a tragic story
one no one ever wanted to hear
her father was an alcoholic
her mother not any better
her brother had died 2 months ago
and life went to hell from there
gagging and cutting herself
just to feel something for once
every night she'd go home to a horny, drunken father
and everyday she never said a single word
but one not too great
that word she said was "rape"
then I finally realized what exactly he loved...
a girl that had been hurt and only wanted to be loved
so if you think someone doesn't deserve something so great
find out their life story then you can complain

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