She

by .mommy_3   Feb 2, 2007


She gets picked on and teased.
she gets hurt and decieved.

she gets scars and cuts on her arm
she gets blood dripping. wats there to harm?

she gets the gun and pulls the trigger
i thought u loved me, but that was a stupid figure.

hope ur happy, now that im dead.
maybe ull sometimes remember all those days that i dread.

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