A girlA Poem by Sarah W. French...
Drum beats sound in the distance
as people mourn their loss. A girl in the coffin she was ever so young. Soft murmurers are heard moaning about their problems. Little girl with your rose red lips and snow white cheek. Tears ride down faces as they think, "I could be next". She has no smile and her arms are marked. A lover steps up and finally breaks their trance. Her eyes are wide as if waiting for life. The crowd looks at this girl and finally see. A girl in the coffin she was ever so young. And they finally see all the marks. The crowd can see she did this to flee. It wasn't an accident but a choice. This little girl choose to die. © 2012 Sarah W. FrenchAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on October 5, 2012 Last Updated on October 6, 2012 AuthorSarah W. FrenchPAAboutI won't be publishing all my poems on here but I am putting them on my tumblr. Please check them out. I'm a 16 year old girl who mostly writes poems. I have been verbally bullied and use poetry t.. more..Writing
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