she This is not the story Of a woman scorned Or a violent murder This is the story of She She never felt skinny enough Or pretty enough Or good enough She felt no reason to live But She did not die From self inflicted wounds Or a mountain of pills She died in the arms of a girl who loved With all her heart and soul She cared for Her and made Her happy Her Was the reason She lived to see tomorrow She was the sun in Her sky And when Her time came So did She's They died Together Peacefully sleeping She died knowing She was loved
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