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Comments about Edward Stardust
I Dont Exist
I dont exist, a gothic child prints through her dairy using a black pen,
wearing black clothes, holding back thoughts then writes it again.
She'd rather talk alone as she sits all alone in every class.
'Its the music she listens to' Dad says,
failing to accept the truth. He'd once read her dairy but yet still complains about her looks.
So now she's sittng in class contemplating a great escape,
influenced by the gap she'd already made, suicide becomes a close gate,
She writes a note, but didnt quite feel it at all,
Then writes it again just making some ...