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May 2013
It’s for the best,
they all tell me
that’s what they all say

For the best?
She’s ******* dead
I don’t get it.

They all tell me
she went peaceful
So it’s okay

That’s what they all say
It’s okay
she went peaceful
it’s for the best
She’s ******* dead.

Church every Sunday
didn’t save her
You think it’d save me?

I’d be better off
jumping off a ******* cliff
than in that hellhole

It’s for the best,
they’d all say
with their best ‘sorry’ faces on

Go away.

She’s ******* dead.

You didn’t care when she was alive
Why do you care now?
She’s ******* dead.

Don’t tell me it’s for the best.
You don’t know.
You didn’t love her.
Written by
Rachel
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