Why is it
that when she takes the pills, we say, but she was so young Did her youth not give her the right to suffer? to die? we say, what a shame Did she not do enough time in her bones to deserve people missing her? to earn an honorable discharge? am I wrong to do this. to look at her instagram and tag the ugliness that sour shadow stretching out from her soles staining the underside of her smile pointed imitation of her in full view of an unwitting audience to murder maybe one day i'll remember the smell of her hair today, i only know the blunt edge of her goneness i'm at a funeral for her pain
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