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They found her body;
At the bottom of the ravine.
Said she jumped in the night,
that she never looked back.

I wonder if anyone ever understood her,
I wonder if they even knew her.
Did they know she was hurting?

They did not care that she was gone.
They closed the case and called her dead,
A text book suicide, no victims remained.
Call the morgue and have her tagged.

I wonder if they knew,
About all those she hurt when
she died and left them behind.

Comfort the sobbing parents,
Watch her sibling misunderstand,
Send the family away,
And never think of her again.
You were the first boy I called mine;
with your school smarts and **** physique.
Our first date I felt so grown up-
as night came and my curfew peaked.

At school with your arm around my neck-
I couldn’t stop smiling from ear to ear.
The kiss we shared told my heart
that it was OK not to fear.

You set up a private house date;
while your parents were out of town.
I was nervous and scared at first,
but then I slowly came around.

The secret night progressed quickly-
no time to fully weigh my thoughts.
Before I knew it, it was done
and my virginity was naught.

It wasn’t as I expected;
only a little pain then over.
I shyly whispered I love you,
but your mind left like a rover.

The next school day I saw you,
but you acted like I was no one.
I stood with a grin of a fool-
I saw I was only for your fun.

I shared a unique part of me-
I felt I did everything right.
But now I know I was too young
to lose my virginity’s light.
So many children are making the decision to lose their light at such a very young age. I soooo wish I held on to my light, so I could have shared that unique, irreplaceable light with the man I married. Just to hear that elementary aged children are partaking in adult activities makes me feel dumbfounded.

Rover: a wanderer

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