This standing pole.nThe one that wrecked her bones.nAnd this same pole is now a monument.nnHolding memories.nHolding lost dreams.nAnd holding back a growl in my throat that grows and grows!nnPlaced in this spot with this predestined fate.nOh my god.nOh my god.nnSurrounded by flowers.nSmothered in ribbons.nLittle notes.nLittle notes.nnThis standing pillar.nA pillar of our love.nA pillar of our sadness.nA pillar of our confusion.nA pillar of our outrage.nAnd all we lost.nAnd how we lost it.nnAnd what for?nAnd what for?nAnd what for?nAnd what for?