A girl sits alone, she doesn’t care,
She sits in silence and tugs her hair.
A tear slides from her swollen eye,
Why does she just want to die?
Takes out the knife from its case
Another tear falls down her face.
She traces lines upon her wrist,
She knows that she wont be missed.
Red hate swells from a cut there,
She sits alone, she doesn’t care.
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