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Her eyes cried everynight. She compared scars to tears. Her cheeks had stains from all those nights. Yet she stayed strong. At school she held her head high. Each smile stood for each tear. She'd stare at herself in the mirror. She screamed to herself, 'Be Stong'. No matter how hurt her heart was. Her mind was trying to let go. For she knew it was wrong, to love someone, while they loved someone else....
