|[ Never Again Will She Shine ]|

[I'm not in a good mood right now, can you tell? Anyway, this poem isn't exactly my best... but I'm not exactly at my best. So, read it or don't. I, frankly, don't give a shit.]

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Tears and screams have found a place
In eyes, lips of a frowned upon face
Find a place in the stereo speakers
Run away, slip on a pair of sneakers

Her eyes have more depth than the moon
Where’s that child with the red balloon?
Did she escape to the mausoleum steps?
She’s been chased away by her missteps

Alone, is the word ringing in her ear
She’s a haunted child, isn’t it clear?
She is different, hurt her, fear her
Walking close, she hears black cat purr

“Yes, I’m different. What’s wrong with that?”
Snuggling up to the grave, pulling down her hat
Another cursed one, her only true friend
Dead are the ones she follows to her end

Cursed, the crows accuse innocent
Suicide so young, only adolescent
A gun shot ringing in still night air
One steel bullet behind her hair

May you rest in peace, poor child
I remember the way you smiled
The one bullet wedged in your head
The curse should’ve taken another instead