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Jun 2017
If I were honest I would tell you about everything that I feel
Even if that feeling I don't want to be real
You see I am trapped inside my head round and round I'll go again
Around the bend with my fragile thoughts how hard they'll say that I fought
But I am no better then you you see don't speak of me as a saint just because I'm dead doesn't mean I lived that way .
I was human and I had flaws but you won't bring that up at all
You say that I was a saintΒ Β put a white cap on top of my head even though that has never been the case
And now when I face him I'll have to tell him the truth because he's gotten  Who I Am from you
He'll think that I am a saint and I am the purest of heart
But I was human and I caused harm so when you speak of me and read my eulogy please don't forget the parts of me that made me human
The difference between me and someone who is evil was that  I caused harm that was never my aim I never wanted to live that way
So I changed and I did good and I tried every day to put a smile on someone's face
So I was not perfect not in life not in death but please do not call me the best  when I have no more breath I am not a saint I am not the holy all I am is human
Andie Nora May Ostrander
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Andie Nora May Ostrander  16/F
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   Lior Gavra
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