Final Chord

June 16, 2009
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A girl, was shy
and’d always walk away
from everything life offered
for she felt stray
She always wished upon a star
and would stare away, out far
for she felt she couldn’t afford
the happiness others bought
She grew up all alone
with nobody to hold
perhaps the reason of her misery
the cause of her unblold
She attempted to outgo
walk to the same teenage flow
but her vocal cords stopped working
when her lips tied like a bow
She died a day.
soul left to sway,
upon all things unaccomplished
unsaid words lay.





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