"Single Little Life"
A single little rose bud by a big lonely house,
Waiting to grow and shine.
A single little girl in a big cruel world,
Waiting to for the time to die.
A single little bullet in a new shiny gun,
Waiting to find it's mark.
Now there's a pretty red rose that shines and glows,
On a lonely little coffin of a dead little girl,
Surrounded by her family and friends.
So she wasn't really alone,
And she died much too soon,
And all the big tears are too late.
This one can file neatly into the unneeded death category.