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It's A Little Too Late

As the young girl sits on the bed,
Just down from her is her boyfriend,
It's so quiet nothing is said,
Tears coming down each of their eyes,
For sadness, destroyed life, but little joy,
Now on one will ever say goodbye,
If they could only turn back time,
So they could start over and do things right,
They didn't think it would be set as a crime.

They move closer to hold each other,
Tears flowing like a wild river,
So fast you are not able to take cover,
They talked about it a lot,
When they're older but so young,
Now they were dramatically caught,
They care for each other deeply,
It is no secert,
Everyone around can plainly see.

He funally shows his soft side,
She shows her crying show,
If only the doctor couldn't lied,
But he didn't, he told the truth,
Now they only wish they didn't go,
But they still would've found out,
That they will be teen parents,
Of a little boy in so little time,
And they are not trained for these requirments.

Donavan '95

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