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A poem I made basically on the spot

Tempest of pain builds up inside
Growing so strong, inept to hide
Its all too much, she can not fight
Surrender it all she just might
Standing on the verge of life
Sick of falling into strife
The time is now to lose it all
Prepare to jump and brave the fall
Forget the chaos and the lies
For on this day a young girl dies