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Sometimes we do things
that we don't want to share.
We know that it's wrong,
but we don't really care.
We laugh, we bully,
and we are very mean,
but that doesn't stop us
from thinking we are queen.
Our friends think it's funny,
so we go on and on,
then the next day comes
and our victum is gone.
Maybe she is sick,
or just skipping school,
but when we find out
we feel like a fool.
We feel so terrible
that we cry and we cry,
we know we did wrong
cause we made that girl die.
She took her life
because of what we did,
and now we no longer
think it is funny to kid.
So as you read this,
just remember one fact,
think before you speak
and think before you act.

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