From the archives.
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She remembers it all, The people who said, 'They cared,' but did they really?
She remembers it all, The sound of laughter, How happy she'd been, but was she really?
She remembers it all, His arms around her, and He said, "I love you," but did he really?
She remembers it all, The pain she'd felt, when he left, How her heart ached, but did he really?
She remembers it all, The feeling of being so alone, The feeling that no one cared, but did they really?
But now they'll remember her, Staring at the knife in her hand, How easy to slit her wrists, but did she really?
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