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She's beautiful, she's pretty
She's really such a sight
Nobody can see past her apperance
She's really not alright
She's laughing, shes smiling
She really does seem happy
But in her room all alone
She feels nothing but crappy
She's popular, she's smart
She's your "go-to-girl"
But nobody notices that, she's in a downward swirl
She's alone, she's scared
She really wants to do it
She took the pills, she's on the floor
She's gone, she's dead
She really took her life
Nobody ever saw it coming because she always said, "I'm fine".
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