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Mar 2015
I didn't even know her.
She was just this girl.
Sure she seemed nice,
She seemed happy.
But
I
Did
Not
Know
Her
So why can’t I stop
Seeing.
Seeing her body plummet
To the murky water below.
Imagine
The panic she felt as she drove
to the bridge,
Mind racing,
palms sweating,
Or maybe perfect calm,
Content in her decision
To die.
Maybe i wanna know why.
Why she did it,
Why I cried.
Why I did not know her,
Will never know her

I would've been that girl.
The one teachers quietly
Announced their passing.
Maybe I cried cause they cried,
The teachers.
Maybe i cried cause it was selfish to cry.
She seemed so happy,
But why did she want to
die?
Written by
Caroline B
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