scholorship slam
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you were the first one
that was happy to help.
the first one to not be upset
at the removal of your time,
for the improvement of my life.
You were the first one
who listened to me.
The music fills my ears
making my soul beat with the rythm
My heart pumps as the notes flow in me.
Suicide
Doesn't always look like
A girl dressed in all black
With thick black makeup
And scars all over her arms
Sometimes
Suicide
Looks like
Someone who's always laughing
