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A Thousand Tears -(2/23/14)

A thousand tears will fall from a 12 year old's suicide.

Why couldn't they say he was beautiful before he died?

And will they really wish they'd known him better?

Or are they proud of what they've done?

Because he's done exactly what they said he was best at.

And how did no one notice?

And how did no one care?

How can they do nothing about that breeding ground

For ******** and mental illness?

How can you let those deep pockets distract you from children's pain?

When did politics become more important than emotional safety?

And how can we turn this all around?

How do you make the world realize how far it's fallen

When it refuses to look down?

They'll never see how close we are to the ground.

We can dig in our heels,

But without an army

We will only be dragged and broken in half.

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caroline-stradley
26 / F / American
Published
Mar 27, 2014
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