Her Hair Was Black? by miserys_extacy
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Description
Tragedy is enchanting,
No one knows until you are gone,
Missing and cold,
Forever alone.
What a wonderful girl
What was her name?
She lived across town, didn
Comments (5)
eternalwytch1
Such a true and tragic truth. Wonderful work babes.
meico
It is very difficult to make this kind of narrative conversation style maintain both sense and rhythm throughout the piece - but you've manged this difficulty admirably. An enjoyable read despite the tragic subject.
TallPockets
Superb commentary and written work. Sadly, all too true these days?
tony_br22
super done .. awesome text composition :)
Shadowmonkey
As I read question formed in my mind, who is she is she dead. Then as I reach the last few lines you gave a clue to what happened. An intriguing poem that contained a sadness of a child lost.