she was numb from head to toe walking the world of her everyday wishing, wanting someone to hold on to same old routines in her melancholy life hoping for a change of fog bullied, heartbroken, poor, no food, angry parents she couldnt take it anymore grabbed a knife and held it to her scared wrist she said, this will be the story of a young girls misery like rain forever falling, never being stopped, a nuisance to everybody it started to rain as the light left her eyes and the blood was rushing out of her wrist, like a flood...
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