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The End

I just sit in my room

thinking of all I could 

have done wondering

what went wrong

 

Thinking of all the words 

that have been used to describe me

fat, ugly, better off dead

 

I can remember all of

the faces and all the fingers pointing

little do they know it hurts

 

But they don't care if

I'm dead or not

So what what would happen 

If i ended it right now

 

If I never went to school

anyomore if the pain

would end






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