Disappreaing

Walking Through These Hall's Alone..

Noone Noticing I'm Here..

I'm Passing Through Like A Ghost..

My Face Unknown..

My Name Asked In Question..

It Seeming Like I'm Nothing But A Tale..

But In Truth..

I Really Am Not Here..

Not In Body..

Nor In Mind..

But I'm Here In Spirit..

This Being The Last Thing Of Me..

My Body You Ask?

Well I Now Must Say..

I Now Lay Six Feel Below Your Feet..

I Believe Your Standing Above My Head Stone..

How You Ask?

This School Now Lay Built Apon My Gave..

Not Caring For My Grave It's Self..

Only Caring For The Land It Be Burryed In..

How Horrid You..

Yes This Be True..

But To Be In Thruth As We Speak..

You Must Know The Way I Died..

I Was Murdered..

At This Very Spot Non The Less..

I Was Sitting ON The Ground..

Him Coming Up Behind Me..

Taking The Knife Out Of His Pocket..

Opening It Slowly..

Grabbing My Hair Then Pulling mY Head Back..

He Slit My Throat..

Watching Me Bleed..

And The Last Thing I Remember Hearing..

I Loved You..

You Left Me..

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