Poor Girl
Long nails
baggy clothes
Tangled hair
dry throat
Poor girl, sits alone
She's bullied
Picked on
Left alone
But stays strong
She wants to be loved
Why?
Why is she here?
Isn't suicide a priority?
Or is it a fear?
She's alive today,
but what about next year?
Is it rain, or tear?
She let it go,
Now she's here...
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