Look at her, she's so beautiful and smart.
Long blonde hair and a smile bright as day.
President of her class, varsity cheerleader,
Plays in all the sports and always volunteers.
When she goes home her parents yell.
When she goes out, the people front.
When she's by herself, she's in her hell.
No one knows she cries at night.
No one knows she hurts herself.
No one knows she dies tonight.
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