Updated: Feb 12, 2022
By KITTY FIREHEART, January 20, 2022
She is gone
She wanted to be herself
She never did belong
All because she wanted to resemble an elf
No one ever mocked her
You refused her support
You wouldn’t let her be the author
So she cut her story short
She is dead
Because you couldn’t learn to trust
Now look where it led
Where all that remains is dust
I hope you’re happy
You have reaped what you have sown
Don’t you dare get sappy
You turned her to bone
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