Too young, too many

by sweet surrender   Jul 29, 2006


She sat up the whole night crying,
knowing she was dying..

The tumor was too big to get rid of,
She was too young to die she hadn't even had her first love!

As months went by and by.
She started saying her goodbyes..

But wait she still had a life inside her,
The baby came out 3 months premature.

She never got to see her carrier,
only a small little barrier.

16 years later...

She sat up the whole night crying,
knowing she was dying......

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