By Carly Floyd
1/17/10
Pale pink glitter fragments
Laying on the floor.
Broken into pieces
Not breathing anymore,
No longer dreams of fairies
All purple pink and gold,
No dreaming of a princess
High in castles cold.
Shiny yellow ringlets
Hair spread out all around.
The blush is slowly fading
Her blood spread on the ground.
In tattered strips of chiffon
She lays, a dusty rose.
Pale lips forever parted
But why, nobody knows.
So say goodbye to innocence
I see the tears you cry.
For, five years old, a little girl
Is far too young to die.
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