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Sep 2017
You used to be smart
Book smart
Head so far in books the boys only read you for your body
They still do
But now you're slipping
Fading
Falling
Crumbling like the stones on the east side of the cliff
And the downfall isn't pretty
It's not filled with
Diamonds or gems
Expensive purses
Or MacBooks

It's empty
It's lost
And it's scary

It's alone

Trust me when I say this
I've been there
It's not pretty
Written in response to my sister's weekend
Written by
Luna
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