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Apr 2016
I hear rain
But I see none,
Why do I feel to cry?
Is it just because being a lady is so-
Complications occurred and now I am left bloodless

I hear rain.
I'll look out my window
And feel her pain
She's dead.
*****.
3 men, my mother said
Her mother, she's torn
Said she heard her daughter's screams
but
Dad said 'Nah, that can't be her, keep looking'
Where was he when his girl needed him?
Where are those men?
Someone find them!
They deserve a hanging!

I think about sharks a lot
They eat people who swim in shallow sea water,
why,
Do they leave them half eaten
To be dragged to shore where we see them?
No, eat them whole!
Now images of a lady in a turquoise bather haunts my night dreams
She's pretty the lady, in face yes
Can't make out the rest, only her neck
and some part of her right shoulder is left...

Man, why do I feel so deeply
Sometimes I wish I had no heart
for it hurts so for these people
They were living
before they died
And in what a manner!

Man, I shouldn't have googled shark attack at Muizenburg beach at work
But I was curious.
Surely death by curiosity won't hurt half as much.
Rochelle Thomas
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Rochelle Thomas  21/F/Cape Town
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