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I danced a peppy tune upon your grave and kicked the flowers from your headstone. You were my nemesis in highschool with your witty retorts and sneaky shared smirks when the teacher wasn't looking. The other students knew we fought like cats and dogs with claws and teeth through our words. What they did not know, is that I knew your favorite actor your favorite color and your favorite animal. That I would have skinned my knees to be the one to take you to the dance in that dress. I was the one who laid the flowers by your headstone before I kicked them. And I put them back soberly, when I was done. |
Copyright ©2016 Ashi Shadow - 9/29/16
Partly inspired by Leigh Schroeder.
She's alive and well and married (different last name now).
And skinny now, I actually knew her in 7th or 8th grade, not highschool.