That Little GirlA Poem by Sunflower
In this horrid place
where there are millions of just one face a single tear can be shed as some little children try to understand she was their family and their friend but she was really good at the game pretend she was so young and yet so bold she never did what she was told the rebel and the crazy child she always ran wild why this how did she even know how could her young life have been so low she did it no do overs no more looking for clovers or playing with or meeting new friends she ended her game of pretend ended more than just throwing away a kite that little girl ended her life.
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Added on March 19, 2012 Last Updated on March 19, 2012 AuthorSunflowerKendallville, INAbout27. About to be divorced from my abuser. Trying to heal, and still searching to find who my true self is and where my soul feels peace. My life is a constant battle of how tough can I truly be. I have.. more..Writing
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