Missing girls should be careful,
Or someone just might find them,
Send them home to mom and dad
To be good and sweet again.
Stay hidden in the open
In fields of purple flowers,
Under mounds of dark brown earth,
Or floating in pools of blue.
Being found - overrated;
Discovery is an end.
Vigil candles all snuffed out,
Pretty posters in the trash.
Absence is a luxury
Enjoyed by only a few.
Guard it with ferocity.
Don't let mourners get to you.
Live only in memory.
Stay out of present tense.
Haunt us when you feel lonely.
Don't pretend you still exist.
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