Snitch Poem by Laura Rodriguez
Snitch
On a December 29,
you caught a fatal sickness.
You were only 6 months old.
They wouldn't let me see you,
they wouldn't let me be with you.
You died on that cage,
in front of me.
Snitch was your name.
You died at December 29,2007,
at 5: 29: 39pm.
It's my fault you're dead,
and mine alone.
I'm so sorry, Snitch.
I love you, baby boy.
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