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Dedicating this poem, isn't as hard as it seems. It's for a 16 year old girl who lost all her dreams.
It's hard to comprehend, or even try to understand. Why the Lord would take a life, that now has just began.
I didn't even know her, and I probably never would. But the story's always the same, no matter where you stood.
Just when you think humanity is back on it's feet. On a cold October night, a small girl passes on in the street.
This senseless loss of life, can't be replaced at any cost. As time presses onward, the memory of her will be lost.
To create a precious life, is such a difficult game. Having it taken away and destroyed, is such a horrible shame.
What has happened to today's society, is really quite sad. But there are still some decent people out there, that aren't all bad.
If everyone could just take the time, and give someone a smile. They could possibly make a lonely life, just a little worth while.
With love people have nothing to lose, and everything to gain. Eventually the world be spared of hate, and ease all it's pain.
The future looks so gloomy, and doubtfully will ever change. I'm just waiting so patiently, for the end that's close at range
An unspeakable horror, took her life in it's prime. At the young age of twenty three, way before her time.
Kimberly became quite famous, making her grievances known. As she told her tragic story, and tearful emotions were shown.
It was a very brave thing , for this young lady to do. Continuing her fight for others, possibly even you.
With nothing left to lose, and running out of time. She was just an innocent victim, of life's worst kind of crime.
She passed on this December, and finally feels no pain. Hopefully from this horrible loss, something will be gained.
Her story has touched my heart, in a very special way. I'll always remember her lovingly, whenever I stop and pray
Author's note -
Both of these two poems that I wrote are not about suicide, but are about the tragic & senseless loss of young life. The first poem is about a gang shoot out which accidentally hit an innocent bystander in Greensboro, North Carolina. The second poem is about a young woman who was accidentally infected with AIDS by her dentist in Pennsylvania, and both are true and really happened. Both of these young ladies are no longer with us today, and have each left this world we know of back in the early 1990s. If you have a moment, please pause & pray for both of them. Thank you.