Broken

May 27, 2008
By Larla Morales, Clyde, TX

Little Jackie's dead
Alone in her bed
Someone com and hide her pretty little head
Cover it in lace
Someone com and erase the marks fear made on her face
Her life was full of waste
I dream of her sometimes;
at night and I know no one can replace
Little Jackie who was taken on this day


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