Thoughts of a Young, Troubled Girl
With her heart full of pain
and her knees getting weak,
she started to whimper
and fall asleep.
She cried for hours
and lay there suffering.
She couldn't focus anymore,
for she was slowly dying.
Wilting away with nothing more
than insanity.
She passed out after a long
night of wondering.
"I truly am sorry for everything
I did.
I didn't mean to hurt them.
I just wanted them dead.
I don't know why and I don't
know how,
but all I know is they're all
gone now."
That was her last thought
before drifting away.
Now she's at peace and going
home to stay.
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