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So your that bitch That told that bitch That I'm a bitch Well guess what bitch It takes a bitch To know a bitch Bitch

Death is like being alone… It's usually better that way

We've all said things that we didn't mean Never realizing that words can make others crumble to their knees So easily we disregard the tears that mar another's face And they are too easily overwhelmed by the pain beneath the surface Words hold more power than you know And we all reap what we sow Late at night I still hear her mother's sobbing screams I still see that tear stained face in my dreams I never meant to be so cruel I wanted to fit in; I was such a fool I still remember hearing about her death How the news took away my breath It felt as the world had dropped out from under me And the ones I worked so hard to impress jus