The lost soul

Walking down the old dirt road
thinking of her past
and thinking of her comming future
hoping she will last

shes cold shes lost
with no where to go
shes frightened and dieing
with none to care

she wonders the streets
with hope she may find
someone to love her
someone whos kind

her breaths are getting weaker
he skin is turning blue
she ran away days ago
none even knew

knew that she was leaving
knew that she was gone
knew that the cops had fonund her dead...
on her own front lawn

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