Jul 2017
How beautiful she is
The lace dress fitting to her body.
"A floral dress
would have looked better"

says the mother of this girl.

The girl's face is pale
but somehow she feels fine.
She's used to feeling nothing by now.

She watches as her family argues,
wishing they'd stop.

They say things like
"Her spirit is with us now"

She wishes they'd stop
that they'd put her lifeless body in the ground now.

She doesn't want to be reminded
of her brutal death.

She wants peace.
Peace at last.
Written by
Alexa  14/F
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