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Feb 2015
She was the brave one.
She was the strong one.

She was never the one to break down.
She was never the one to have a problem.

She never had the choice.

She grew up in a world,
Where that wasn't acceptable.

A world where nobody would lister to her.
Where nobody cared what she truly thought.

She kept her mouth shut.
She kept her thoughts to herself.

She was pretty.
She was popular.
She was outgoing.
She was everything society wanted her to be.

And being herself just wasn't what they were looking for.
Gesia Nava
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Gesia Nava  †Wisconsin†
(†Wisconsin†)   
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