After she died, the children down the street never laughed the same, and kids she never spoke to wondered how can a girl so happy be in pain
The girl's parents wouldn't step a foot in her room because the flashbacks of memories replayed in their heads, and they blamed themselves for her death
They came across a note she wrote, the words spilling out on the page, and the words danced like they were alive
Giving them a piece of mind because at one time she was alive
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