Died
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When I was a little girl in pre-school,
I drew a picture of a skull.
I gave it to my Mommy but she shot me a scowl,
And that's how I died a little inside.
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When I was in the tenth grade,
A sculpture from scratch, I made.
I gave it to my Daddy but his smile seems to fade,
And that's how I died a little inside.
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When I was old enough to vote,
A romantic letter, I wrote.
I gave it to my Lover but he tossed it away like some worthless note,
And that's how I died a little inside.
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When my heart finally felt like steel,
My instinct told me to kill.
So I tied them up against their will,
And threw them off a bridge like trash.
Splash!
Splash!
Splash!
And that's how I know they died.
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Poetry▫▪◽◾◻◼⬜⬛ Daily Updates Dark Edition Dedicated to Ashlee Date : 13/12/15 ⬛⬜◼◻◾◽▪▫
