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4/7/2016 tw, suicide you were five eleven i thought it so elegant you hated it though i still see you walking down the linoleum, sad halls with your gown and though you swore you were ugly i thought you reminded me of one of those pre raphaelite girls. you're dead now, so i heard i knew that the system had failed you before you even knew you were defective, you felt the need to be recalled back to the mill before you even knew that. i saw you for a week that's a funeral i wont be invited to but i can't help but think what your last thoughts were if there were any i wonder if you said goodnight to your sister before you did it but i also don't want to think about it- the fact i know a ghost
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Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 9:13 PM UTC
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4/7/2016 tw, suicide you were five eleven i thought it so elegant you hated it though i still see you walking down the linoleum, sad halls with your gown and though you swore you were ugly i thought you reminded me of one of those pre raphaelite girls. you're dead now, so i heard i knew that the system had failed you before you even knew you were defective, you felt the need to be recalled back to the mill before you even knew that. i saw you for a week that's a funeral i wont be invited to but i can't help but think what your last thoughts were if there were any i wonder if you said goodnight to your sister before you did it but i also don't want to think about it- the fact i know a ghost
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Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 9:13 PM UTC
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