So here's a poem thingy I guess?? I'm not the most poetic person ever but ya know here goes nothing.

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She'd ran from her problems long enough
The heartache in her chest was rough
The fear she suffered from was wild
But she couldn't run another mile.

She went to strangers and told her tale
The unknowing had no care for her avail
They said, with an unknowing voice:
"You must give in, you monster. You haven't a choice."

And so with final breath she lay
Against the chair on her mother's bay
As her mother shook her head
She looked at her and she said,

"I lied and hurt, that's what they say
And the strangers say I should be slain
But they don't know I'm just a kid;
I have no heart of stone, so please forgive.
For I am just a humble soul
Who stepped in poison
To wipe away her woes.
I did some bad, but that wasn't me.
Because my real thoughts lie against
The hickory tree."
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