And she was there in that old school. Like air. Soft and sour. (To her) Puberty made her face fat (To us) it made her turn to skin and bone. (To everyone) Who cares?
And even though she could not see it She was darkness among light And yes she was rude and moody but she was also trusting and a true beauty She was young when she was loved by the wrong person. Looking for justice in a cold world
And she was a constant source of demonization For her stringy hair, her ***** clothes And her weight. And her mistakes. As if they were any better She tried to be brave. But bravery only comes to those who have a reason to be.
And one night when fireflies danced And the moon kissed her pimpled cheeks She tried to fly - leaving us behind She wrapped her fists around death and kissed the mouth of dignity Because in that moment before she crashed She saw the rare and infinite
And… She wrapped her fists around a flower and kissed the face of God
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