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I guess this would be for someone I never met but who was important to someone I care about. She died last year, and my friend didn't understand. This girl had a lot of problems so I let my friend talk to me about her and at the end I ended up writing a poem for this girl, even though I never knew her. Maybe some of this is exaggerated, but I don't think she'd mind.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 122 - Favs: 1 - Published: 01-22-13 - id: 3094525
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"I'm Fine." She said.
"I'm just tired."
"I'm Fine." She said.
"I'm just feeling a little off today."
"I'm Fine." She said.
"It wasn't even me, why would I cut myself?
The cat did it.
You know how cats are."
She said smiling.
"I'm Fine." She said.
"I was watching the saddest movie ever.
O-M-G Nearly died."
She laughed this time.
"I'm Fine." She said.
"I ate a HUGE Breakfast!"
She laughs and smiles.
But her eyes look funny.
"I'm Fine." She said.
The morning before.
She lied.
SHE LIED.
It was all lies.
She was never okay. She was sad
but no one saw.
So she decided to jus
away.
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