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i can remember, the very first time i cried, how i wiped my eyes and burried the pain inside.
a displaced little girl wept years in silence. and wispered wishes she'd materialized. she pressed all night and day to keep on living and tried so many ways to keep her soul alive.
She was kind of Fragile and she had a lot to grapple with but basically she kept it all inside. childlike an effervescent with a well of pain the depth of one could not imagine if they tried. never thought that i would hear them say, twister went and threw it all away. she was kind of magical. her laughter sent you casually floating through a moment or realase. Dear God, it's all so tragic and i'll never have the chance. No i never dreamed that there would come a time twister'd go and leave it all behind. Lord i pray she's found some peace and her soul's somewhere at ease.
Yeah i'm feeling kind of fragile and i've got a lot to handle but i guess its my way of saying Goodbye.