I know a little girl though not of my own
Her smile so sweet but dead on her feet
She's lived a life she cannot condone
Lifes made her sad
Dealt her a bad hand
She sits in a corner
victim to a memory horder
A single tear she crys
the rest have run dry
Her head in her hands
feet held by light stricken sand
She has a question but theres no one to hear
She whispers in her head her question of life
and sends it the world outside
When will my suffering save a life?
Years down the line still trapped in her corner
Still asking her question to cross the border
A hand reaches out to put in hers
Those eyes are sadder and colder than hers
He asks her a question
the question she knows
Please save my life
your all I have
Sit with me
lets make life see
What did you think
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OMG
this poem almost made me cry...
this poem/story thing was so good it brought my emotions. the imagery is m-azing and it's about a real life situation
(oh and the tears that i almost cried, happy ones......of course, because she has someone to talk to. this is soooooooo neato!
----ok i think that my comment is done now......*mental note: don't write such long comments so that you don't take up so muc room when i type something....end mental note*
lol i laugh at my blonde-ness sometimes
----l8r buddi boi----
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