a little girl

A little girl


There was once a girl,
She had no name,
Standing there,
All alone,
She said to her self "I'm hungry"
She took her skinny little legs and her skinny little arms down the stairs,
As she went down the stairs,
She went into the kitchen,
She looked at the cardboards and they were bare,
She said to her self "nobody wants me not even a bird"
She saw a rope,
Went back up stairs,
Tied it to the banister,
Tied it to her neck,
She jumped,
Now she has no life, no name no more.




Poetry by kerstie
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Written on 2006-09-12 at 16:03

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JRB
Wow this is really good
Its very dark and meaningfull
There are far too many people in the world who suffer like her
2006-09-21


Will
powerfully disturbing write.

Life is tough I've seen many empty cupboards in my life..

Good Write once again
2006-09-12


Dani
i thought my stuff was depressing!!!
2006-09-12