99, Shawna L.
I always thought you were beautiful.
You with your "no food" diet.
How sad to know you felt like I...
Suck knowledge to be wasted,
on those who can't even bare to live.
I know you,
those glossy eyes,
that fake smile that never fades.
Together we were like kids again,
you made me whole as my friend.
But nothing good ever lasts.
The ones worth saving,
can never truely be saved.
Which makes me wonder...
how good your god is today?
She left me.
Those bright blue eyes,
on a stick.
So small, fragile, my friend.
I always knew how she felt,
I never thought that it would go that far.
Atleast I don't have to see you cry;
staring into that mirror,
to have to be afraid to hold you,
to crush such delicate bones.
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