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Author: SoulPoet
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry/Poetry - Published: 01-22-06 - Updated: 01-22-06 - id:2095632

She came home from school
And fell on her bed
Conteplating whether or not
The scissors on her stand
Were gonna be used
Or just left alone tonight

No one can hear her screams of pain
No one can see the tears of emptiness
She has no one to hold her close
Or reassure her that shes worth it in this world

She sits up on her bed
And stares into her mirror
Even though her reflection is beauty
All she sees is herself ugly
Her eyes showing all her envy

No one can hear her screams of pain
No one can see the tears of emptiness
She has no one to hold her close
Or reassure her that shes worth it in this world

Shes hurting
And crying
Yet no one seems to help her out
Shes bleeding
And dieing
Yet everyone passes her
And doesn't make a sound

No one can hear her screams of pain
No one can see the tears of emptiness
She has no one to hold her close
Or reassure her that shes worth it in this world

No one can hear her screams of pain
No one can see the tears of emptiness
She has no one to hold her close
Or reassure her that shes worth it in this world

She came home from school
And fell on her bed
A few hours later
Her parents came home and found a note on the kitchen table
Saying: "Sorry Mom and Dad"....



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