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She will forever sit on the lawn that looks so bright
Struggling with a fight only she can try and overcome
Looking at the world with blues, greys, and black
From what everybody hears is a song, will never make sense
She could never feel the light sifting through the mist trying to lighten the dark
Masking a dangerous heart from the world, who will cast her out,
She is a misfit, a freak, an immobile gimp
The person everyone wishes not to become
She wants someone to tell her she's worth it
to tell her they care, tell her they love her
Her final thoughts were
I loved the shine in peoples eyes,
I loved the way people smile, the way they laughed
I wish I could feel happy, but I'm not needed here
So keep smiling through the tears, even when I'm gone.
I'll still be near.
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