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Silence on the lips of the chicks whose smiles make you cringe in dark rooms.
Tears in the eyes of the men who made you memorize all your latin roots.
A note in the hand of the hanging man to the girl who wont ever forgive.
The friend, still confused, wont let go of the last text message.
People waking to the darkness in the hearts of the ones who wont ever understand why.
The last shred of life letting go as the parents get the call, and the innocense dies.