she's dead
she's dead
she's dead
she's dead
I'll never see her again
I'll never see her again
I'll never see her again
I'll never see her again
she was killed
she was killed
she was killed
she was killed
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PoetryI am not happy. I don't know if I've ever been, or if I ever will be. Plenty of shit has happened to me, but plenty of shit has happened to everyone so I shouldn't feel special. I just wish I didn't have a normal person's life. I wish I didn't have...
