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Please be honest, I am eleven and wrote these so don't expect them to be great, or even good.

No Escape

It's a memory that holds me back,
Not you.
Not the world.
It's my own fault that I am dying.
Murdering myself with my thoughts and my words.
Is there hope?
Is there salvation?
I can't keep this up,
I hate this feeling,
and knowing that,
There is no escaping myself...

Gabriella Petrillo, A Friend, A Daughter, An Angel

Gabriella Petrillo,

Our little angel in the sky...

She was the picture of innocence,

Why did she have to die?

Her father shot her in the head,

And God reached out his hand.

She joined Him in the heavens above,

I can't give her a second chance,

Only have faith the lord will take care of this little girl.

Although I will mourn and cry,

I'll always remember you're waiting for me in the sky...

2006-08-05 11:54:17 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous in Entertainment & Music Other - Entertainment

4 answers

Wow!! And youre only eleven im impressed. You are already a poet.

2006-08-05 12:01:54 · answer #1 · answered by introverted 2 · 0 0

You are on your way to writing more sensitive, lovely poems.

2006-08-05 12:00:19 · answer #2 · answered by Cookie777 6 · 0 0

cant believe you are only 11, very overwhelming talent there.

2006-08-05 12:08:04 · answer #3 · answered by Rebz 5 · 0 0

they're pretty good.

2006-08-05 12:00:06 · answer #4 · answered by Fry 2 · 0 0

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