Nameless and Many Names

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She had no names

And many

The girl I once

Knew

Not a best friend

A classmate

Whose face I knew

Whose story was told

In whispers.

Her name was

Nothing and everything

That doesn’t really matter

But life had thrown

Her a tough punch

Before High-School

Freshmen year

I first met her

Whispered stories

Of how she got

Hurt

But it didn’t

Really matter

Rumors were only

Rumors and Stories

Only stories

The only thing that

Mattered was strength.

She was strong

That much is true

But even then

I got the impression

She hid pain

Beneath the exterior

A need to fit in