SHE WAS ONLY SEVENTEEN

Lonely laying there at night,
Gazing out into the world,
A tear slowly trails down her face,
To him, she's just another girl.

Laying there so broken hearted,
Feeling the pain of numb,
"Life's not fair," she softly whispers,
He was her number one.

The moon it shines in her window
and dances acrossed her face,
Angels in Heaven sing to her,
As she wraps her wrist with lace.

The bleeding starts so heavily,
More and more it flows,
She's surrounded by a puddle now,
With every second it grows.

Death is coming so fast tonight,
Too fast for her to breathe,
She loved that boy more then life,
She was only seventeen.

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