walked into my life
the day i was born
i never really realzied it
until the day i turned one
you werent leaving
never going away
or at least i though that
until that ruthless day...
the day i turned two
you gave me a little teddy bear
told me to hold it at night
everytime i would get scared
the day i turned three
you gave me a barbie doll
she was so beautiful
stood strong and tall
the day i turned four
you gave me a plastic rose
took picutres with me
as we would strike our pose
the day i turned five
you told me you loved me
i was too young to understand
too young to turly see
the day i turned six
you said you were gonna marry me
we plannedour weeding
then i knew our love was true
the day i turned seven
you gave me a 25 cent ring
told me for always
i was your very best friend
the day i turned eight
you gave me my first kiss
looked me in the eyes
and said youve been waiting for this
the day i turned nine
you became my first boyfriend
told me you wanted to stay forever
until the last day, the very end
the day i turned ten
you gave my your favorite t-shirt
Rob Zombie and torn
but the only one you ever really wore
the day i turned eleven
i went to visit you
fell to my knees and cried
i didnt know what to do
i put in that CD
and play "our" song
the drive back home
never seemed so long
I pictured you beside me
Holding my hand, making me laugh
only tears came down
i just couldnt do the math
October eleventh two thousand and three
you got hit by that dreaded car
at three fourty five and sixteen seconds
I was told you had went some place far
on october thirteenth
i went to your funeral
they tried to clean you up
but the makrs were too evil
they open the casket once
for me to see
the cracks in your face
this isnt how you wanted it to be
such a beautiful boy
so inoccent and pure
had his life ripped away
by a drunk driver
there were other plans for you
my beautiful boy
i have to somehow set you free
start losing the pain and feeling the joy...
"should I cry because he is gone
or be happy because I was ever with him?"
Author notes
marilyn manson the beautiful people
this write goes mainly to the verse
"hey you
what do you see
something beautiful
is something to free"
A contest entry
- Pick One!!! by Haze-.
600 points, ended June 2, 2008, 6 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Awesome! lol i love it Kayla. you did well!

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this was so great.
you did a wonderful job with this
i am breathless to say amazing work you have all the best with you in the contest!



