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Author: Lilithian Rose
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Tragedy - Reviews: 6 - Published: 11-25-04 - Updated: 11-25-04 - id:1767648
Whore

She walks down the halls

Ignoring the whispers

Letting the cold stares leave scars on her back

Feeling unwanted

In a wolrd full of unbearable pain

Lies look her straight in the eyes

Showing true signs of deception

Making her out to be a whore

A motherless child with no where to turn

Finding love in all the wrong places

In a home of abuse and neglect

Scars and the stain of blood

Permanent bruises left behind

Cuts that can never be healed

Just another night of frustration

In the darkess all alone

Relief that is never to be found

An escape From all the Pressure

Constant cries of help ignored

Because they can't see the true pain that is felt

In the eyse of a helpless child in jeopardy

So you keep you gossiping mouths closed

And the cold stares to yourselves

Realize how it is over in the dead field of life

Where the grass isn't so green

In a world full of unbearable pain



© Copyright 2004 Lilithian Rose (FictionPress ID:373379).


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