by Jess Nov 13, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
grieving, loss
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A child is so small and defenseless in one moment an older person has made a difference. the child is vulnerable and scarred she has changed and anger is flared. drugs, alcohol and sex is her path blood and tears fill the bath. her body has being violated and torn her soul, dead, nothing more but to morn. one more long breath and followed with a scream people find a note sharing her nightmarish dream. arms are scared, the parents worry for the word carved in her arm, was 'Sorry' |