Struck with pain
How many did she take
She cries out in agony
Praying to God to let her live
Promising that she'll stop
They call to her
Like a bug buzzes in your ear
It's always in the back of her mind
They help her cope
They help her die
And they help her organs rot
She hides it from her family
At school she boasts about it
As long as she's like her friends
She'll feel like she belongs
She hides who she really is from the world
The only ones who know the real her
Are those out in cyber space
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