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"Little-Miss Soon-to-Die"All but useless in the eyes of this cruel worldA world that feigns ignorance,Lest they beleive her; lest they hear her criesClosing their eyes so they don't see her suffering,After all, there's no truth if you only beleive in lies"It's like that all the time.""I see it every day.""I hear that too often.""That's what they always say."Spewing cold tautologies as if they were parablesWhy would they want to expend "unnecessary" effortOn this "Little-Miss Soon-to-Fly"With an affinity for the air beneath her feetThe harsh grasp around her neckIs that of a merciful ropeCutting off the life-giving air she so neededJust as the world took away the hopeFrom this "Little-Miss Suck-It-Up"A poor soul told far too many times to just dealGiven band-aids for stab woundsAnd a pat on the back for her sufferingShe'll never get recognition for her painAnd her wounds that time will never healIgnored and abandoned in favor of her tormentorsScrew them all, they'd never understand how she
feels"Tattletale!""Snitch!""Stupid little bitch!"Shattering "Little-Miss Well-to-Do,"Always looking down on her,It was a long time comingDon't try to apologize now,It's far too lateWe know you hated her, didn't you?You clearly feared nothing then,So why do you cry out now?All because she never fought back,And believe me, she knew howShe had fierce eyes and a sharp toungeBut you took the wind from her sails,The air straight out of her lungsWhere's all that courage of yours gone?Weren't you "just having some fun"?Just some "tag, you're it"?You knew exactly what you were doing,Don't hand me that shitYou know enough to know what you've doneYou're just too dumb to know when to quitJust a game, you say?I say that's a lieAll in good fun, eh?I'd believe it,But pigs like you never flyIt's a new game now, and you'd better runIt's a new round, and your last day"Little-Miss End-It-All" will finally have her sayBlade in hand, flames lapping at her feetEyes once shut tight now opened,Wounds still fresh in her mindA target turned assailant, hardened by her defeatsIf forgiveness is what you desire,Then look down, you'll find it in Hell's eternal
fire"Little-Miss High-and-Mighty"She was always better than you, though you'd never
agreeShe'll finally triumph over this cruel worldShe'll finally fly without her noose of sorrowHappy and free, she'll look back on this cruel
worldAnd be the one to watch it fall.