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Final Breath

They bullied,
They cursed,
They made it all worse and now I'm on my Final Breath.

I pained,
I strained,
Which made them gain and I'm still on my Final Breath

She stayed,
She saved,
It helped yet again but I'm still on my Final Breath.

All thanks to the bullies,
All thanks to the hate,
I am laid out on my death bed.

The worst happens to the people unsupported,
Like me, covered in blood.
So please, remember and help the people who die,
And be remembered as the one who stood.
Written by KaceyKylea101
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