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by Jenn May 3, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Life for you was hard, And then you went away. Fate took away your life, Never letting you face another day... They found your body hours later, So motionless and cold. You were so very young; only 16 years... And now you'll never get the chance to be old. I still walk around depressed, Never really knowing where to go. I Don't understand why you're life was taken, even now, as the sad wind blows.