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little girl

Contributed by brown_eyez on Monday, 7th February 2005 @ 03:24:03 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Some day the world will be lonely
All my enemies will forgive
I take the chance to live through
The breath of ones kid
To fulfill my childhood
And wipe away these scares
My love has been truant
The trigger will reach far
Depression rises from ones soul
The one who wants to take her life
And let nobody know
Cuz she’s hurting
While smelling a rose
Wishing her life was more delicate
Maybe someday she’d grow
She’s in a burning garden
On top of a fountain of stone
The little girl is crying
Trying to pack away her tears
But they keep repeating
Because that’s all she’s known for years
People forgot about her
She was born into shame
The little girl may never be known
Her mother never let her play
The mind of her was broken
Stolen by strictness of pain
She knows what its like to have nothing
Yet she keeps living day by day
And she hates it
It’s a struggle to remain
Now she’s dieing
Her blood to poorly free
The little girl is hanging
She didn’t know how to proceed
I wander in wicked shadows
Hoping it was all a dream
But the thought had become fatal
The little girl was me

Copyright Â© brown_eyez ... [ 2005-02-07 15:24:03]
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