My Dear, Chloe
Do not forget me.
Remember the days you would talk about me,
whisper things of lies and ugly thoughts,
read through the group message that you kicked me out of
Dream of me.
daze off into the past where you ruined my life
Ask the psychic to see the girl drowing herself
killing her body with poison to stop the pain you
Hurt me more.
I put my life to an end because of you
what I once was is no more.
I dream about you all the time.
I Hear the tremors of the ground as they open
spewing flames into the air
as to dark hands swallow you into hell
-the girl who bullied me