A Life
It may seem like a dream
Just a little fun
In a sun so perfect
That one afternoon
it would come too soon
for a body
once so young
now withered by a choice
a single moment
a purpose stolen
the truth unspoken
leaves a body broken
a person full of potential
now trapped by a moment
a passion taken
a baby born
brings screams from those so young
the unknown is now a reality
stuck in that one moment
when unawareness
brought a new life to the world.
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