Silently she sits,her blond hair straight,calm
gently moving with her soft movements of grace
walking passed me like a secret whisper in the wind
at first glace..
she is a gentle lady golden hair burning with colour
as the sun shines through the classroom windows
then slowly dies into black
hiden beneath the blond
you'd think she is happy from the way way
her smile fills the room
but deep beneath the surface of her whole self
under the skin
under the blood and bones
lays her innerself
in a dark room filled with terrors of the unknown
she site living each day in fear
her baby pink dress stained
with tears of black
she looks so fragile
skin so soft
her golden eyes are filled with a pain
that would break you down and make you cry
but the tears you wish to shed for her
fade when the innocence of her heart strikes you
and you forget the speck of hurt and imprisonment
in her eyes leaving you left in wonder
her heart beats a soft melody that will put you to sleep
but if you listen and listen well
you can hear the pleading cries of hopelessness
from the girl inside
it almost sounds as id she's crying in a well
....................
the only time you will see this girl
from the shadows is when the woman that hides
her cry's the tears that the girl was crying from
the inside
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set her free
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