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Water trickles on her wrists Wiping away the blood Wiping away the pain caused by so many others The voices in her head are screaming for her to kill herself Telling her to forget about the small amount of hope she still holds on to For that hope is the only thing keeping her alive She feels as if everyone around her don’t see her They see her as broken, something that can’t be fixed But everything can be fixed it may not be perfect But it still holds value In this case the value of a person’s life Someone who didn’t deserve the way she was made to feel She had people tell her ‘I hope you die in your sleep’ Or people saying she was better off in a coffin These words she started to believe so after so many years of hoping she gave up She gave in to the voices in her head That night she went in to her father’s study and took out his handgun She held it to her head and with tears streaming down her face she pulled the trigger Her parents woke in a fright and ran to the study To find her limp, cold body lying on the floor, hoping that what they saw wasn’t real That there baby girl wasn’t gone They blamed themselves for not seeing how much pain she was in For not noticing her when it mattered.
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