Silly, isn't it, Carina, how your death;
your horrible, horrible death
puts this town to shame?
The children blame the truck.
The truck blames the mayor.
The mayor blames the government.
The government blames the children.
Nobody wins this way. Everyone is at fault.
Why is the new school open without proper safety?
Why did that girl have to pay for everyone's "budget"?
Why did I have to see her body...
in the middle
of the
highway?
Oh, God, why?
-Dragonette
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pride
PoetryAnd when she stood, she stood tall. She'll make a fool of you all. -u.k. (Non-Fiction: #28 Poetry: #74)
