Her Last I Love Yous
She says i love you
She says i trust you
She says i'll miss you
She stands on that chair
She wants no one to care
She says it's only fair
She has on foot off
She will cough
She has dropped
Her mom walks in
Her depression kicks in
She is missin'
Her baby girl is hanging there
There it was on the floor, the chair
She cut her down with care
In her hand was a letter
It says, "i"m better"
I am a fighter
All she does is stare
She says, "how can this be fair"
She told her she cared
Now her time is here
Her face is so bare
Its full of care
Tears fall down her face
They will always trace
She wraps her daughter with lace
Copyright © Autumn Leigh | Year Posted 2015
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