best dressed
someone cooks her food, i embrace her daughter, i wear her dress, her skirt, her ring, i stumble across her lovely saying, she's in the sky and smiling back at me, i use blush on my cheeks and i make sure i eat enough
i'm not coming to her funeral, that's me staying loyal, i'm also not setting foot into her house
and i sing because i'm a good human being and even though i struggle to think of myself that way sometimes... she has always known and kept telling me so
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Poetrypoems about broken homes, friendzones, death, everything your heart does not desire
