Page 1, This is about the girl forgotten. She was invisible, until her end.

The girl is dead,

The rope is taut.

And on the end,

The girl they forgot.

Oh what a tragedy,

They all say.

For this is no longer,

Child's play.

Death is cold and unforgiving,

But even the dead,

Pity the living.

© Copyright 2013rigadoo All rights reserved. rigadoo has granted theNextBigWriter, LLC non-exclusive rights to display this work on Booksie.com.