By Hope Hunter
Date: 27 April 1997

I Died For Love

In a place where I dwell;

There was a boy I loved so well.



He came and stole my heart from me;

And now he's going to set me free.



I even know the reason why;

Me a girl with stupidity that wouldn't lie.



I came home and cried on my bed;

Not a word to my mother was said.



My dad came home late that night;

He searched the house to see if every thing was alright.



He came upstairs and through my door;

To find me hanging above the floor.



He cut the rope to let me down;

And on my jeans a note was found.



Dig a grave dig it deep;

With a marble stone head to feet.



And on that stone place a dove;

To show the world I died for love.



-Hope Hunter    (AGE 13)