DEATH Poem: MISSING GIRL, by Maria José Pita

Perhaps it happened because I was small
Fragile as a forgotten doll
Another ghost for an old collection
I was alone and scared
And I remember sleeping early that day
Feeling thin as melting ice
I wasn’t lost but tragically found
Woke up with dirt inside my mouth
I miss you mom
I miss you dad
I’m sorry I left too early
But I still kiss you good night when you let me
And to him
I wish the worst
To drown in guilt
Suffocate
I wish I knew why he took me
And why kept a token of my memory
To him
I wish the worst
Perhaps it happened because I was small

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