Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, And Sixteen Poem by Alicia Erickson

Thirteen years old I wanted to know love,
God saw my need and sent an angel from up above
We danced awhile along that ol' mile
And for some time i could smile

I found out too late, love takes more than one date
Damn the day I turned my back on fate
The timing was wrong, sadness turned my song
And i kept my angel for far too long

Fourteen came, at last my wicked game
Was forseen and his friends said 'For SHAME! '
Although still we danced along that ol' mile
Honestly I believed 'Alibi's are in Style.'

I knew the steps well, and so my angel fell
My lies I did tell and threw his heart in a cell
With this mission almost complete
My consence became obsolete

Fifteen years old, this story became old
But alas, on his heart i kept a bitter hold
The dance on the mile is no longer merry
Oh how i yurned to be once again solitery

I knew the gift he gave, was also digging his grave
Damn his heart for being so Brave!
Trying to cover my tracks, you cannot deny the facts
The strength my consence held, was where my heart lacks

Sixteen I turned in April, no loger at all faithful
God saw me and became very waitful,
His Angel had fell, almost into Hell
But He finally stepped in, and made his son well

Young Love is so decietful
And; you would think also very delightful
But for My Angel things turned hainous
Now he knows; the sun don't shine out of my Anus! ! !