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Real Tears

My first real tears
in the past 16 years
Came to me the day
that she died.

She did it for me,
with the ultimate goal,
to make me happy.

We're were in a hole,
a shitload of stress,
and she figured that this
action, would put us at our best.

The very same night that
she told me she was done
Was the night that she made
her last run.

She threw on her shoes
and ran down the street
hoping to find a car
and let her fate and her meet.

She find the car,
speeding like the rest,
presumed the time was optimal,
much better than the rest.

With no hesitation,
she knew this was it,
she jumped before the car,
and told life "I quit".

This girl didn't make it,
yet she did this for me,
I cant believe she did this,
Just to make me happy.

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