The rumors, The lies.
The teasing, My cries.
The pain of the knife,
The end of my life.
The Hospital bed,
My throbbing head.
People all around,
But I dont hear a sound.
My family, Not one friend,
Taking the time, To mend.
The tearfull Hello's, The tearfull Goodbye's,
And all this started, With rumors and lies.
Tamara Moir
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