She was about 14
A little girl lost in the world
Never knowing what to do
Abused and confused

A love for Satian
And a hate for the lord
She rasied herself to the heavans
In her hand- a small sward
"I'll take my life this way
And to you lord, atempt to stop me
If you must, this will not happen.
In him is whom I trust!"

And with that she took
Her very last breath
And fell to the floor
Unnoticed forever more

Her body was found
Early morning
Around 6:00
The papers read..

"Little girl, found dead."

Her parents just shook their heads
They did not care
Their Last Little Girl was taken away...

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