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The sun rose up from its slumber
It's time to wake their dear daughter
First knock, nothing happened
Thinking maybe the child's rest overextended
Thirty minutes later, the sun is already high up
It's time to wake their dear daughter up
Knock after knock, they waited for a response
Then decided to go in and take a little glance
The girl was there lying
With tears in her eyes falling
Death evaded her existence
Making her own life fall to obsolescence
She left without saying anything
She left together with the darkness within
Upon seeing their daughter's body, they cried for help
Ignoring the thought that it's too late for their yelp
Deep cuts in her wrists, drugs on her bed
Abandoned, unloved and broken hearted
Deep cuts in her soul, stains in her heart
She was driven to death by the things she used to love
Beside her is a letter of her own
Her last breath, her hidden emotions
At the end of the letter, there she wrote
"Please don't mind me.. for a new journey I will go."
24 Launches
Part of the Poetry collection
Published on August 16, 2017
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