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She gave up on life...

She gave up on life...

She gave up on life
 

She never knew what obstacles that she would have to face.

Too much from her past, and no one to embrace.

The birds are circling over her head, message is someone will end up dead.

Everyday is one more challenge, love has never come her way.

She kneels down for one more chance, life is what she prays.

 

She's lost again, her mind played a big part in this.

She wonders if it was her time to go, would she even be missed.

Life, is what she struggles with, everyday.

She's to broken, they may not want her to stay.

God says she deserves her white feathered wings.

That what she told us, as she jumps up and sings.

 

The marks on her arms are written in red.

She smiles, one last time, grabs hold of her chest, before she falls to her death.

The birds are circling in the shape of a heart.

she gave up too soon, she never gave love a chance before she was torn apart.

She suffered to much pain in her life, she was never given that chance to conquer strife.

She just gave up, and gave up on life.

 

By: Terrylin Corbett

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