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The girl
The girl that you bullied
the girl that you used
The girl that was broken, bent, and abused
The girl that was lost with no hope to be found
is now lying died. Limp on the ground.
But none of you nottice, none of you care
You say well that's life and life isn't fair
Even if she screamed at the top of her lungs
No one would nottice what they had done
They toke that girls life
That sad sad long night
even though they weren't holding the Kniefe
so I tell you the story, the story of my life.
