1.
It was 12:30,
diary open,
the page marked "DAY ONE."
High, she didn't
like that part of herself.
2.
Something scared her.
She wouldn't talk to me,
said she couldn't see me any more.
Around her neck, the last touches
of a troubling thought.
3.
She snuck out of her house
the night she died.
I didn't know she wanted
to be clean.
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