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I stood in slience,

Feeling my heart break

I had loved him

But now he is gone



I can't believe my friend is gone

I see a girl that comes to me

She tells me she loved him

She never meant for him to die



I looked at her with anger

And shouted her in fear

I blamed her for his death

And I watched her shed tears



I didn't care if she cried

Because she had loved him

Like I loved him

She wouldn't have him in his early grave



I can't believe I'll never see him

We always talked before class

But now I stand as his locker

Knowing he'll never come



I shed tears for losing him

And I wish he only knew

If he had knew my feelings

Would he had stay?



I guess we'll never know

Because I was too late

I missed him dearly

And I'll always miss him



And I see a few girls walk up

They say they had been his friends

But I knew they lied

They were the one's

Trying to get in his bed everytime



I want him to come back

But I know it can't be

But all I know now

Is that I have our memories.

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shadewolf
01:35 Feb 07 2008

nice work i love it

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She stayed in the attric

It's where her parents lefted her

She would hold her teddy bear

And curl up in a corner



One night, it was going to her last

She heard footsteps coming

They stopped at the door

It open to see her parents



They came upstairs

And looked at her

They were drunk

As fools can be



She was afraid

As her father came toward her

Taking her bear away

Throwing it aside



Her mother slapped her

As her father kicked her

A child of eight was being abuse

Her mother hit her nose



She bleed and had bruises

Then her father pulled the knife

He stabbed her stomach

They laughed as she bleed to death



They walked downstairs

As she cried and crawled to her bear

She curled up to her bear

And she died with the bear in her arms



The police came, arresting her parents

And went upstairs to check on her

They found her with blood around her

They check for her pulse



But they shook their heads

And sighed as they looked at her

They took the girl to the hosptial

And buried her the next day



Her grandparents cried

For their lost grandchild

And the tombstone said,

"This girl was eight,

And she went through hell.

Let's hope god is holding

her now."

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shadewolf
01:36 Feb 07 2008

nice work i love it

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