The World
by Tortured Soul Feb 23, 2006
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The world is big. The world is a lie. A little girl left to cry. Left with her forever running tears. Left with her immobolizing fears. Horrified and scared. Alone and unware. Praying to be saved upon her own grave. |
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18 years ago
by The Herald
I felt the sadness of this poem in my heart and soul.
