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Hell for Sarah Smith
No one read the obituaries today
If they had, they'd see
Sarah Smith, mother of none
Not one accomplishment
lived, but did nothing else.
No generic words spill over her corpse
nothing touches her soul
no one talks about how she smiled
walked with such grace
how she helped feed those who hungered
gave to those who needed
no one talked
becase no one was there.
Her parents were long dead
no brothers, no sisters,
just the Donna Karan suit that fit so well
Tiffany earrings glittering wildly
Sarah Smith died today
she fell off the side of the world
and didn't make a sound.
If they had, they'd see
Sarah Smith, mother of none
Not one accomplishment
lived, but did nothing else.
No generic words spill over her corpse
nothing touches her soul
no one talks about how she smiled
walked with such grace
how she helped feed those who hungered
gave to those who needed
no one talked
becase no one was there.
Her parents were long dead
no brothers, no sisters,
just the Donna Karan suit that fit so well
Tiffany earrings glittering wildly
Sarah Smith died today
she fell off the side of the world
and didn't make a sound.
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