In need of help

I wrote this about my friend getting abused...
She walks laughing smiling and dancing
She walks around broken and crying tortured to her death
She sings
She sits there dying
She hugs people in need and gives to the poor
She is in a corner half dead getting beaten harder and HARDER
She talks and giggles to her friends
She cries on the phone
She makes her friends keep promises and she keeps their secrets
She is dead
She has a beautiful funeral
Her parents cry and sit in prison

By Chrissy Smith
Published: 11/19/2004
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