The string was strung The towel was wrung The nuse was tied The laughter had died The tears were blocced The numbers were chalked The bodies were laid The hate won't fade The swinging began The parents ran The rope was tight The blacc of night The body was cold The story was told The life was succed The throat had cut The eyes were red The worms were fed The rooms were hollow The words won't follow The flowers are laid The dues were paid The pain subsides The story of teen suicide.