The Sisters

by Lucy D1am0nd   Dec 14, 2005


The youngest jumped from the window,
She failed at slitting her wrists.
Now she's impaled on the front yard fence,
Her hands were once tense fists.

One's just hanging there,
Hanging from the ceiling.
Just swaying in the air,
Her body's lost all feeling.

Another on the kitchen floor,
Her head was in the oven.
Her beautiful smile we'll see no more,
They just wanted someone to love them.

The next sister had an over dose,
The aim to end her life.
All the sisters but the youngest,
Had the same idea that night.

The oldest and most beautiful,
Said she'd be waiting in the car.
But she had gassed herself in it and it was too late,
When the paramedics got there.

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