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G.H. Lawyer

A beautiful 13 year old girl who loved the Gothic culture gave me this poem. I hope she is well because she has been through so much in her young life. I want her to know if she makes it on to this site that I have not forgotten her, I still care for her deeply and we will meet again when the time is right.

some live and some die....november 28,2002

A whole bunch of people say that life is tuff and they are absolutely right because life is tuff. Some people have it worse than others. Some kids have been abused by parents and some girls have been abused by men that are bigger than they are.

I remember when I was just a girl I was playing with my friends in their yard when we found a tiny, small egg beside a tree. We picked it up and we decided to crack it open and see what was inside. When we opened it there was a tiny, little baby bird inside of it. Afterwards I got really sad because I realized that we might be the ones who could have killed the tiny bird.

A few years passed and I had almost forgotten all about that tiny baby bird until I was walking outside in th alley one day. I walked into the middle of the street because I thought I saw something moving. I had to bend down to see what it was and then I noticed that it was a bird. The bird had a little note tied to its foot that said...

If I live help me out And if I do not then let me go

Name withheld because of confidentiality.

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