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the girl in the back of my class

By , ceres, South Africa

There was a girl in the back of my class

looking depressed everyday

Her eyes so dark ,face so pale

miserable and shamed she smiled.

Her hair was black and

she lived in a wooden shack.

Her parents had died s

he was all alone

but before I could say a word

her teenage miserable life

was gone.

She had given up on life with a knife

touching her wrists in pain

with blood and tears left behind.




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