beautiful soul

Suicide....to take ones life, to kill yourself,
yes she hung herself with a towel in the restroom
her boyfriend came a day later and banged on the door, no answer..
He broke the door and saw her hanging
how depressed and low she was, did nothing matter at all
not her mothers love, her fathers, her brothers, her boyfriends
she left her friends shocked, saddened and bereft
a life gone, that had so much promise
she was on the last stage of her work
the world was hers, to change with her ideas
to bring peace to the subcontinent, to prove it is possible to live together in harmony
now all that they have are ashes, a daughters ashes to flow down the ganga
and memories, lots of memories to be washed with lots of tears, heartache, guilt, anger and pain.

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