Autumn
She's smart She's beautiful her intelligence alone is worth a ton she feels used for it needed for it yet She's treated like a chosen one but on the mornings we're She's sad She's holding a gun not literally but mentally where just as much damage can be done because on those mornings her thought are the bullets and when they fire their no fun they always hit there target so she doesn't even run but if I could tell autumn something some reassuring words even just one I'd tell her she amazing and she's worth the world to some
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