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Five Cherry Blossoms Of Despair.
This one young girl with long dark hair,
she had never felt sadness nor a hint of despair.
One day she learned that kids could be cruel,
that's the first day she regretted coming to school.
Because they said 'She can't be seen, and she can't be heard.',
but she pretended she didn't mind, she could still speak her word.
That's the day where the first blossom were plucked,
that's the first day that truly sucked.
Her friend among strangers picked a fight, scissors and kicks coming in from left and right, her yellow big bow got lost along with a strain ...