&#dear future;;i bought you;;i own the rights;;to let go;;destroy you;;this is my life#&

(una)
wonderment is everywhere
as she makes her way forward
the first step
so unsteady
but so determined
{she will get there}

(duae)
fairies in the garden are
enough to excite sparks in the
brown eyes that
REFLECT|TCELFER
light like a mirror
untainted
by images of destruction
or by promises
broken
like the doll she
d
r
o
p
p
e
d
on the pavement
c/r/a/c/k
the tears that followed
merely trickling
compared to the river that will
RUSH
later
she knows no later
not yet
{she will get there}

(tres)
bright red lips
complement the vibrant blue shadow
that covers the lids of her eyes
in a shade that does no justice to the
beauty of her natural iris
she doesn’t feel pretty
but she does feel
grown up
finally
maybe the boys will notice
they didn’t today
they will tonight
{she will get there}

(quattuor)
she is flying
high like a bird
high on the swings
high on more than life
she
s
l
i
p
s
another of that
which brings on
#oBLiVioN#
after all
who needs to remember
who wants to remember
when life is like this
?
freedom is so
close
when you have
the key
{she will get there}

(quinque)
her body is not hers
as he takes
control
it is easier to do this when
he doesn’t love you
if you don’t
love yourself
if she is not good for anything else
she is good for this
{she will get there}

(sex)
she bends
double
over that which serves
as a portal
into another world
a world of
grace
finesse
beauty
her tears mix angrily with
her hateful habit
the monster
seizes her
again
“just once more”
once more for beauty
once more for perfection
{she will get there}

(septem)
she breaks
the heart
of he who struggled
so hard
to keep her
happy
she wants him to go away
she doesn’t need him
she doesn’t need anybody
she’s fine.
leave her alone
{she will get there}

(octo)
all childish innocence
has gone
disappeared
like her
body
withering like her
and the
dreams
she held for herself
so long ago
when fairies
were still at the bottom of the garden
{she might not get there}

(novem)
she lies
d
o
w
n
how do they do it?
how do they keep themselves
up
?
it is so much
effort
she is so tired
she is so sick
of it
all
{she won’t get there}

(decem)
-Anon-
Suddenly.
Aged 21 years.
We will never forget our angel
who has flown back to Heaven.
“A ray of sunshine in a world filled with darkness.”
Family and friends are invited to attend
a memorial service at 11 o’clock on Monday morning.
No flowers by request, donations can instead
be made to the BeyondBlue Organisation. Thankyou.

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[Leila, if you read this - I wrote this before reading your notes on FB haha. No intent to steal ideas, I guess we just write similarly, though obviously with completely different levels of skill lol :) ]