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Oct 2013
She probably wanted to be free,
I've wanted to be free of it all sometimes too.
I wonder if she grew wings before she fell?
Cause you could see the pain in her eyes
when you saw her cry.
And you could feel the anger in her voice,
from a past that wasn't her choice.
But you could also hear a person in need,
a woman dying to be free,
free of the hurt and sorrow life had given her.
But also a girl who didn't want give in yet.
She was the only Queen in Drag,
who could strut her stuff like a Barbie.
She could make everyone smile,
Just by walking in the room and grinning.
She will always be missed,
So let me "Blow you,
One last kiss"
Cause I know you liked P!nk,
What Barbie wouldn't?
Now life continues on,
But I'll never forget the wings Ms. Barbie had
when she was alive.
She was a bright, colorful woman,
filled to the brink with energetic personality.
Goodbye my dear friend.
One of my friends, (and current BF's ex-gf) committed suicide on October 13th, 2013. So I wrote this for her, in memory of her.
Sunny Snow
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Sunny Snow  Madison, WI
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