Mustard
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She crys hersf to sleep
but no-one seems to hear
in the morning she acts like it is ok,
but it is no
she smiles at her family but on the inside she is yelling and crying for help
no-one can save her she is already to far gone
tonite will be the last night
she crys to herself

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