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An: A year ago today my sister's friend committed suicide. I don't think I ever wrote about it.
I was trying to do a bit more of a slam poem. I'm not sure I did it right. Um. Yeah.
You can talk to me if you ever need/want to.

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If you want a community to unite
Wait until one of their children dies
Wait until a son puts a gun to his head
And his friends raise an outcry

The community will gather
Like mosquitos to a flame
They'll wear yellow
They'll do seminars
They'll send flowers to the mother

The funeral will be massive
And full of woeful teenagers
A sobbing father lays his child in the dirt
A stone still mother will never be the same
That is not just her child that's her heart you are burying

Slowly everyone else forgets
They go back to their life before
Mundane things become problems
Everybody separates

Until a daughter bleeds out in her bathtub

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