A Protest Against Death
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Deletion
So you deleted me. Big
freaking deal.
All it means
is that I won.
You know
that, right?
You could not stand
to see me happy, to see
me succeed.
It was killing
you, watching me be okay
after you destroyed me.
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