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Sad Tragedy

They call my name, but not the name I want to hear,
the name I go by out of fear.
They laugh, they stare, I see them joke,
with their cruelty they provoke
me; At home I sit and cry alone,
looking at my lifeless phone.
My computer just brings sadness too,
it’s filled with hatred from all of you.
I hurt myself, though I know it’s wrong.
The pain is gone but not for long.
I walk through school, my purpose lost,
tonight at home I’ll pay the cost.




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