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A, my best friend. Not really real, but pushed me through my darkest times. Now lying in the coffin of my imagination, her wide chocolate eyes open and unseeing.

L O N G L I V E A M M I E

A, my best friend. Not really real, but pushed me through my darkest times.

Now lying in the coffin of my imagination, her wide chocolate eyes open and u n s e e i n g

I used to think we were U N B R E A K A B L E , Ammie.

We had a million D R E A M S , and were so close, but things did tear us to P I E C E S It wasn't your fault or mine, nor anyone else's.

It's just the way it had to be.

I stare at your golden locks, spread like a halo around your face. Finally you're at P E A C E.

I'm sorry, I should have done something, because you deserve B E T T E R. I'm sorry I couldn't help you. Didn't help you.

You're lips use to be red, almost like roses, now pale and deathly. Like the rest of you. A dark beauty even in death.

Long live Ammie, in the stars like you never got to on earth. You always liked the idea of F L Y I N G.

Maybe up there it's like flying all the time.

In a C O F F I N of glass beneath the waves.

Long live Ammie, watching over us from above the S T A R S

Written by Arttywitch Thanks for reading

Fifth written work.

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