bought
before the first funeral i attendedzipped
to see the women who meant the mostgone
she would've loved this dresstears
pouring my art out to judgeswalk
feeling enoughstop
feeling too muchanother
the next funeral i attendlife
this dress has seen itdeath
this dress wreaks of itlittle
something i don't think i am any moreblack
goes with everythingdress
one i've had to wear too much.j.s.