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Three broken ribs, bruising on the stomach, self harm scars on thighs and wrists. Bullet wound through the head. Jugular vein on throat slit.
Cause of death: Pill Overdose
Seems to have took the pills, slit her wrist, slit her throat, then shot herself.
Bruising and scarring unknown .
A DAUGHTER, A SISTER, A NIECE, AN AUNT, A FRIEND, A LOVER, A LONER, A LOSER, A DOWNER.
R.I.P on the front of her grave, a hero she could have been.
Oh what a hero she could of been.
She could of changed the world.
People did care.
No they didn't
They did love her.
Your lying to me.
They care, the miss her.
Why would they miss me? I'm gone. Wy would they care?
They didn't notice my pain, the picture I drew on my wrist.
THEY DONT UNDERSTAND
FIRE BURNING ALL THE MEMORIES TRAPPED BEHIND THAT FUCKING WALL.
I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME.
WHY DIDN'T YOU HELP ME?
NOW IM UNDERGROUND.
SIX FEET FUCKING UNDER. SURROUNDED BY DIRT.
INSECTS LURKING ABOUT.
MY DECOMPOSING BODY LAY IN THIS COFFIN.
YOU SIT BACK AND WATCH MY GRAVE BE SPIT UPON.
You fucking coward.
Why didn't you save me when you knew I was fading away?
YOU WATCHED AS I WILTED AWAY.
LIKE A FUCKING UNKEPT FLOWER.
COME TO YOUR SENSES.
SEE WHAT YOUR MISSING NOW THAT I'VE GONE.
The number you have dialed cannot be reached. Please hang up and try again.
CAN'T YOU HEAR THAT?
THE DIAL TONE IN YOUR EAR.
I'VE HUNG UP ON YOU.
HUNG UP THE PHONE AND TIED THE CORD AROUND MY NECK.
Coward. What a coward you are.
Pick up your pieces, your making a fucking mess.
Inhale the fumes of the bullshit surrounding you.
Go on day by day and ignore the problems.
Ignore my feelings, fake smiles, forced laughs, scars when my shirt rides up to high.
Be the coward you are.
But just wait. Wait until I'm gone.
Then go back to being the coward you are.
I know this makes absolutely no fucking sense. Like this is kind of a rant in poem form.