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SHE(a little girl)
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SHE(a little girl) |
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nobody Junior Member
since 2003-05-19
Posts 43 |
a little girl looks up at the cieling,clutching her sheets why did it happen to her?what had she ever done? she waits for a bus with a sullen ache in her heart why did he do it?he was only meant to love sits at her desk,seeks comfort in work sometihng alone so no one can taunt or tease but why oh why is all she can ask she sees no answer and gets none in return everydays the same with her life flashing past soon he stopped,but the scar was still there she stands at the grave on a cold sunday morning bows her head and seeks and answer from god still finding nothing,retreats in her shell to heal the pain of the lasting betrayal she wakes in the night,thrashing an screaming only to find shes lost in a world on her own now shes alone to face the darkening shadows and cant cope with the strain of living for nothing the demon creeps slowly taking her life and clutching that knife all she can think is why?why did he do it?forfit her life and leave her doomed for eternity.... X-X-X-x-x-xSLIT MY WRISTSx-x-x-X-X-X |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This is a strong piece of poetry. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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nobody Junior Member
since 2003-05-19
Posts 43 |
thank you i wasnt quite sure cuz its the first ive ver written like that.... |
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