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such a bright sparkle to know in the sun light rays,
all the people around were happy to see her ways,
because of her happiness even in times of sad,
she kept trying anyway but it just made people mad,
soon she faded away feeling excess guilt,
not moving from her bed covered with her quilt,
the room was dark and dwelling energies of hate,
driven to this moment her anger was in wait,
no one called to see if she was good,
as she was always happy and misunderstood,
ignored by her 'friends' as people just forgot,
she never smiles anymore and just wants to slowly rot,
the sun now squints her eyes and hair frizzed undone,
from a pure heart to a dead soul as the good have lost one.