The little girl,
sitting by herself,
waiting for someone,
to come and rescue her.
She's been there,
for many years.
She feels the pain,
everyday she lives it.
Her heart is broken,
everytime she thinks about it.
Wishing, just wishing,
the pain could finally stop.
The look in her eyes,
is lost and confused.
She wonders,
"Why did this,
have to happen to me?"
Her blue eyes,
never shine like they used to.
The smile she always wore,
will not come back again.
She screams out.
Her sorrow is heart-breaking.
I just wish someone could make it end.
For her,
but sadly no one ever can.
Mar 17, 2012
Mar 17, 2012 at 6:06 PM UTC
The little girl,
sitting by herself,
waiting for someone,
to come and rescue her.
She's been there,
for many years.
She feels the pain,
everyday she lives it.
Her heart is broken,
everytime she thinks about it.
Wishing, just wishing,
the pain could finally stop.
The look in her eyes,
is lost and confused.
She wonders,
"Why did this,
have to happen to me?"
Her blue eyes,
never shine like they used to.
The smile she always wore,
will not come back again.
She screams out.
Her sorrow is heart-breaking.
I just wish someone could make it end.
For her,
but sadly no one ever can.
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