The Blue-Eyed Girl

She glanced at the shop window,
On a cold and rainy day
Saw a chalk white face,
She had a lot to say.

Didnt murmur a sound
Or whisper a word,
Her sea-water eyes told the story,
Of her dark and dreary world.

She was running away from the home she lived in,
In her life she had bared too much pain
She had endured it all, from the threats to the beatings,
She carried the scars of the knife and the cane.

She had thought of suicide
Attempted self-harm
She had even held her fathers gun,
But she had thrown them aside.
The thought and the weapons.
She wanted a future,
But she sought help from no-one.

She could look no-where else
Besides the face in the window,
The blue eyes held her there.
The story so full of darkness,
Gave sorrow,
But she wanted no other care.

She forcefully dragged her gaze from the window,
And started running as fast as she can
She did not know where she was going,
Just thinking of the blue-eyed girl,
She had no plan.

She realised she knew the girls face in the window,
The face that was white as pearl
The girl in the window was someone she knew,
She was the blue-eyed girl.

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