Too Young Too ?
Screams erupt in the alley below, 15 years old, she had no where to go.
The baby is ready and well on it’s ways, to bad it won’t live through one day.
Her cries go unanswered, and then silence, when I here her say, “it’s a girl,”
“My baby girl” Then her body goes limp in a failed attempt to look into her
Baby’s eyes, the baby feels the loss, she closes her eyes, and slowly she dies.
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