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Oct 2012
Back in the '40's
My great-grandma used to sing
On the bus

Everyday
Never the same song
Never to anyone in particular

She just used to get on
Walk down the isle
Sit down and start to sing

After my grandfather was born
They put my great-grandma
In the hospital

The loony bin
The cackle barn
The mental institution

In there she got really sick
They said her liver was failing
She liked wine

And soon
She died
They said it was cirhossis

But to this day
That woman haunts
Me

Was she crazy?
Was she just a drunk?
Was she crazy and decided to self-medicate with the alcohol?

I've tried to find records of her
On the internet
And in attics and basements

But nothing ever seems to
Come up
Nothing wants to be found

At least not yet
In the meantime, I'm stuck here
Wondering
John
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John  28/M/New York
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