Improv: "Instructions for Vigilant Girls"
Missing
On plain white paper, faces of young girls
lingered in black ink soon to be forgotten.
Dressed in a pink and yellow flower dress and fluffy socks,
that folder over her ancle.
She had a ponytail, with a pink ribbon twirled
neatly around.
Uncle Luck, not my real unlce,
but insisted I called him uncle;
he looked at me diffrenent,
than that of my dads brother.
Her ribbons flew to the tree,
her dress ripped to shreds, and her blood
mixed with the durt.
On plain white paper, faces of young girls
lingered in black ink soon to be forgotten.
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