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The End

THE END My mother doesn't love me My father doesn't care It feels like my whole life Is just floating in the air I need some new foundation To keep me on the ground I feel bad for the people Who have to follow me around My "friends" don't give a damn About a sad life like mine I guess people like that Are a dozen in a dime I'll just end it all I think that's best I'll do this one thing And then think out the rest No one would notice A stupid girl like I Who didn't show up at school Because she'd rather die It requires no energy And no time at all Just one pull of the trigger And that would end it all

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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