Her Final Place
By Lord R.e. Taylor
Normally she was so
happy
Smiling when others
cried
That was well before
that day
Everyone she loved went
away
Without a single word
For days she cried
But no one was there to
help
Soon it got to be too
much
Everything reminded her
of them
Her life became endless
torture
She knew of only one
place
Far away from her life
The perfect place for
her to hide
The perfect place for
her to end
Alone, the same way she
lived
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