She knew; He didn't
She cut
She tried
He laughed
She died
He cried
He wept
He finally felt regret
She wrote a note to say goodbye
Before she went off the tower to fly
He realized he loved her
But it was too late
He cheated with a slut
That acted like a saint
A note covered in blood
Laid tucked down in the mud
The world let down raindrops to cover the tears
From the little girl that gave into her fears
She knew she loved him
He didn't know yet
She was ready to commit
He wasn't ready for shit
She tried
She cried
He cut
He died.
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