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People still rush even after 4days

She still sits then gets up to shake hands

As life pass by

As her lips break into frowns

Music is her only escape

To a world where only good things happen

A world where death isn't available

Listening to her idols she stops her terrible cries

Her grandmother would be sad to see her like this

But what can she do when

The person who always was there to listen to her wishes,her dreams, her problems is gone

Gone a word that makes her cry harder

Everyone keeps on telling her that

Even thought she believes in afterlife

She can't help but cry day and night

A love so strong has been broken

Leaving the little girl defenseless

To fight a world that seem to hate her

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