Confident as she strutted her school halls,
They all "loved" her,
Wanted to be her minion,
For she was the queen,
ALL HAIL THE QUEEN OF GREEN HALL HIGH
They'd chant,
As she would smirk and blow kisses at them,
Everything changed that day she got home,
Her mother had killed her father,
She had no one left,
For the people who truly cared,
Vanish like they were never here,
She never prepared,
Herself with the inevitable.
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