Sixteen And Dead
By Jewels5150
Sixteen and Dead They look down at my casket Some people even cry. They don't know what to think, as they stare into my lifeless eyes. "She was such a happy girl," they'd say. "She seemed to enjoy life in every way" But they didn't know how I never felt love. Inside I was screaming for help from above. But the help that I sought came far too late. 16 and dead, it was my fate. Written November 30th, 2001 © on Nov 29 2001 03:21 PM PST 0 • 1
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"Sixteen and Dead..."