A girl was found hanging from a birch tree,
By a silver creek
Deep in the woods, in a dense little spot.
Though she was identified, she has no name.
2 months through 18, she was changing her name
Running from a past with no bite,
But a little ache.
She's survived by no one. For she has no family.
She disowned them on her own right, on her 18th birthday.
Said they weren't to abusive, no bruises littered her
No blood was spilled by their upbringing
But "she couldn’t be happy with their hands on her
And life’s to short to not be happy"
Life was too much of a waste it seems too
For a girl who just wanted to start over
And over and over and over
To change who she was everyday
Try to become a childhood dream
Now it's over though, all over for the Nameless Childe.
The one with glass eyes, were said to weep acid every decade.
Curious thing, to look at.
Written by a Stranger, who doesn't exist to the body.
Author notes
Hm well this is kinda abstract, which I'm not sure is what you wanted, it's also more in a poem form (although it's pretty crappy so you might not be able to tell) and I'm no to sure if you meant you wanted actual obituary types.
Written October 23rd, 2004
A contest entry
- Obituary by deviousgirl.
1000 points, ended November 3, 2004, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Great!
Wow. that's the most inspiring, mind-boggling poem I've read this week. It's great! I hope you win. -
A typical obituary is one with the person's name cause of death,who they left behind and a little something about their life. So you did do the basic format of it :]
I like abstract, it's more my style, a few contradictory things, but I thank you for entering.
Good luck.
-m-
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