Etched in Stone
Today it was her birthdayShe turned her sweet sixteen,
She was blond with blue eyes
And very tall and lean.
Her parents had been fighting
On that very day,
When she got up and turned to go
They never looked her way.
She knew not where to go
But hoped that she could find,
The love she did not have at home
The love that plagued her mind.
She found what she was looking for
Within that man's embrace,
The memories of that dreadful night
Are the ones they can't erase.
If they could have loved her
If somehow they could have known,
That the day their daughter turned sixteen
Would be forever Etched in Stone.
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