chapter 14

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I want to hide.
I want to die.
No one will be there when I try,
Because I cry every night.
And no one hears or comes in sight.
And just for that I might forget.
That all the people that I met.
Are just too selfish too see.
The very thing killing me.
Is me.
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Poem I wrote in the 5th grade

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