Gone

People hated her, 
Labelled her, 
This and that.
They said she was a retard,
Too soft at heart,
They even tried to throw her apart.
All they tried to do was give her a tease.
All she could do was cry,
Holding the tears back was all she could try.
They laughed at her crying face,
Troubling her as if it was a craze.
But for her,
It was her life's worst phase.
Realizing that they were wrong,
Took them so long.
But now, she was gone.

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