Walking the hallways,
Trying to hide the glare,
Nobody notices,
That she is not there,
The teacher calles her name,
There is no answer,
Dont they know,
That she now has cancer?
The school finds out about noon,
But what they dont know,
Is that she is dying soon,
No balloons, no flowers, no get-well-soon cards,
She now lies in the casket,
With no regards,
Her classmates arent crying,
But are feeling sad,
For what they had said to her,
Before things went bad,
Though her spirit still remains,
In the third row last seat,
Its something her classmates,
Now cant defeat!

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