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{{{Open Book}}}
~There was a little girl.Who didn't quite fit in.She grew up picked on.Made fun of,again and again.They called her weird and other mean things.A few boys she liked even made her cry.Some guys she loved made her want her to die.Only a few kids were nice to her. Now that she's all grown up.She goes to a therapist.She looks at him and says.When you look at me.Tell me exactly what is it you see.Is it all of my secret anxiety?My scars,my pain,my misery.She smiled on outside but her smile was her mask.She had mastered fooling everyone.No one had a clue. Of all the tears that she had shed.While she wished that she were dead.She verbally abused herself inside her own head.She's coming undo at the seams.Sadly no one can hear her silent screams.She's losing herself to the darkness and losing faith in her dreams. Poor girl,poor soul.What a shame,such a shame.She's losing herself to the darkness.One more wound and she'll never love again.Just one more push and the darkness will win.~ (A poem about a girl)
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Help this cat on his quest for World Domination!