Last Night

Last night :
Big fight
Next morning:
lots of mourning

4'9 , light complexion ;
brown eyes, black hair
15 year old female
Nobody knows where

Date of Birth :
March 24,1998
Little on the thin side
When's the last time she ate?

Gray scrubs
white shoes
which way would she run...
which direction would she choose ?

Yesterday evening :
lots of grieving
yesterday at midnight :
15 year old female caught a fright

She had black hair
with brown eyes
cuts on her wrists...
big surprise

she wore gray scubs
with white shoes
blood on the enemys hands
was not the path she wanted to choose

she wanted distance
a little bit of space
now she has tear stains
all over her face

left home
around 10 pm
wants to start life over
but thats not an option....

Is It??


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