for anyone contemplating or attempting suicide
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When I was eleven years old, I met a girl named Fatou.
She was in my sixth grade class,
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It really sucks
Don't know what it is?
look it up!
I missed my whole freshman year
Because of this stupid sickness,
Now I just want it all to end
Definitely with a quickness.
Fairytales begin in the same way
a grandfather clock works—
wheels turning, pendant swinging, chimes ringing
Time wraps around all of us.
Once upon a time, I knew a girl with blue eyes.
I remember back then I never wanted to sleep
all I did was eat
pick fights with my little brothers and sisters
Now I would die to get some sleep
to have food without the price behind
I don't care if I don't know you,
I don't care if I do,
All I know is that you need someone to listen,
So let me be here for you.
Rant, rave, cry;
Let it out.
Don't bottle it up,
