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She had everything in her life needed to succeed,
But all she did was shoot up and bleed.
Nothing and no one to turn back to,
No one left to care.
She sat in the street homless,
With depression in air.
She was crying all night,
Wishing to atleast own something to tear.

She had nothing though,
Not a thing to her name.
There was no one left that she could blame.

She feel down crying.
No one else cared.
They passed her on the streets without a second stare.
They had so much knowledge,
So much they could share.
The worlds turned bad,
And not one of them cared.

What has the world come to?
Depression and Greed?
No wonder why they just let her be.



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