She.

#StoryTimeWithKia

Jan 9

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-She never had a father around, so she never learned how to be properly treated.

-She looked for love in all the wrong places, fell in love and lost all her common sense.

-Statutorily raped and mentally taken advantage of, the little girl's love soon turned to pain.

-She became promiscuous.

-Whore. Whore. Whore. Whore. WHORE.

-Guy after guy. Failed relationship after failed relationship.

-All she really wanted was to be loved.

-All she really wanted was acceptance.

-Instead she got deceit. Instead she got heartache. Instead she got pain. Instead she got AIDS.

-Physically she was dying, but emotionally she was long ago buried.

-AIDS

-Is it her fault?

-AIDS

-Was it her choice?

-AIDS. AIDS. AIDS.

-She was a pretty girl,with an ugly disease.

-She was a young girl, with her youth stolen from her.

-She was a smart girl, who lost all her common sense.

-She was a depressed girl, who felt like there was nothing to live for, since she was dying anyways.

-Suicide. Suicide. Suicide. Suicide. SUICIDE.

-Seemed like the easiest way out.

-Suicide.

Was something she would do.

-Zoloft. Xanax. Guilt. Heartache. Pain. Depression. AIDS.

-All of those contributed to her demise.

-Her single mother found her. In her bed. Sleeping so peacefully. A white note with her handwriting on it.

-Sirens. Police. Ambulance. Hospital.

-TIME OF DEATH: 10:45pm. March 17th was the day.

-She was only 17, and she went through so much.

-She was only 17, and she killed herself.

-She was only 17, and she had AIDS.

-The Note she left. The note she left when she died, with her handwriting on it.

-The Note she left that was read at her funeral.

" Parents love your children. Fathers stick around for your daughters. Boys learn how to treat girls. Men don't take advantage of girls. Girls, everything that glitters isn't gold. All words spoken are lies untold. Protect your heart, mind, and heaven in between your legs. If I knew love was AIDS, I would have never fell in it."

- It is precious.

-It is pure.

-It is sacred.

-Everyone doesn't deserve it.

-EVERYONE DOESN'T DESERVE IT.

-She was a pretty girl.

-She was a young girl.

-She was a smart girl.

-She was a smart girl, who fell in love and lost all her common sense.

-Who fell in love and got AIDS.

-Who fell in love.....

-AND

Now she's not here. But her story lives on.

AIDS IS REAL

Poetry

She.

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