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Dec 2013
10,20,30 tablets
down, down my throat
Alice falling down the hole
row, row your boat
way into the darkness
where heaven may reside
40 crying people
that i left behind
mourners everywhere dressed in black
a coffin just for me
sobs thunder, lightning cracks
who knew that they would grieve
family is torn apart
brothers and mothers now frail
those who loved you, broken hearts
can you hear your friends wail?
an angel now, looking down
seeing what chaos you've brought
14 years old in a flower crown
you're an angel, but you're distraught
5 years later, your mother still cries
and your friends still blame themselves
you want to scream 'it was I who died!
i swear you couldn't have helped'
but they can't hear you, you're a ghost
a phantom weeping with them
but one thing you regret the most
you're the one who let this happen
14 years old, flower crown
Heavens' not that great
you don't smile, you just frown
at a choice you can't erase.
this is not the story of how I died, this is the story of those i left behind.
Georgia Marginson-Swart
Written by
Georgia Marginson-Swart  22/F/London
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