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Take the precious pen
and tuck it safely away
the words are not here
the ink will not speak today
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Straighten the stark parchment
and push it to one side
the words will not appear
they remain hidden somewhere inside
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Push my dutiful desk
far away from the window
the words do not need a place
when there are none to show
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Store away my chair
make use of it elsewhere
the words have disappeared
and I have none left to share
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Take me from this room
a quiet place no longer in need
the words are now so still
perhaps it is I they'll no longer feed
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We laid eye to eye,

a thousand thoughts raging through my head.

Should I?

I'd been waiting for so long

to finally do it.

Will I?

I'd been building up the courage

to finally do it.

Can I?

I'd tried to read you and see

if you were finally ready.

Am I?

I hadn't thought about it

before my lips finally neared yours.

I will.

And I finally did.

Words words
***** and *****
She runs away and falls on the floor.



They come after her,
Punching and kicking
Telling her they'll take her for a coffin fitting.



When she gets home
She cries some more
Screaming out for help, she falls on the floor.



She slams the door
And finds a knife
She feels the need to end her life.



This isn't okay
She isn't alright,
All she wanted was one peaceful night.



But peace doesn't come,
It never does for her
And soon her tears make her vision a blur.



She takes the knife
And cuts her skin
Realizing how ******* up her life has been.



People call her emo
And laugh in her face
Not daring to put themselves in her place.



She just smiles at school
And let's it all go
But at home she just watches her blood flow.



She ripped at her skin
And can't take it anymore
And as her blood drips and stains the floor



She grabs a chair
And some rope, too
Then undressed and slowly slid of each shoe.



She took the rope
Hung herself in the dark
And no longer has the best of a heart.



Her friends cry out
Once they hear she's dead
Her brother sobs as he sleeps in her bed.



She's gone
She's done
Because people made fun.



She's buried on Sunday
People are crying
All because one girl had completely stopped trying.