So Sweet About Sixteen?
( Nothing amazing something I wrote a while back.) At sixteen years old, Her world has grown cold. She got nothing to give, To the life she lives. She bagged for the love, From her god above. And has asked for his grace, To show her, her place. But at sixteen years old, She is just told, To find her own way, And "Quitly pray!"
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