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[aid] => mick
[title] => Ignorance is a Killer
[time] => 2005-06-25 05:13:36
[hometext] => please read, you may end up saving a life
[bodytext] => I'm going to tell you a terrible tale About a strange little girl who always bit her nails Hiding behind her floppy fringe she'd peer Alway's so quiet, we thought she was weird Sometimes at school, you'd see her alone I swear sometimes I'd hear a soft little moan I spoke to her once, she seemed so scared I wish I'd tried again, showed her that somebody cared I hadn't seen her in a while, for two weeks she hadn't been at school I asked my friends, but they didn't care, coz "like, she wasn't cool" Finally I went to my teacher, because I couldn't get her out of my head "Honey", she said "Im sorry to say, but your little friend is dead" You see, this strange little girl who never smiled Had been in the care of a peadophile So she had a secret she could never tell For if she did, she believed she'd surely go to hell But the poor little prisoner was already there No one noticed and she had no one to care So when she threw herself in front of the train She was finally free, and there was no more pain My teachers words rang in my ears We'd all known something was wrong for years So I ask myself, just who is worse The demon who abused her, or we who ignored her I feel so guilty, because we let her down If just one of us had tried, maybe she'd still be around So I ask all who reads this, to keep in mind We don't always know what's going on in others lives So the next time you see that kid who always sits alone Don't just walk on by, you don't know what happens in their home Sometimes one person is all takes to give them hope And maybe the courage to be heard, ignorance just hands them the rope *This story is fictional, but dont for a second think that this isn't happening everyday. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 32 [informant] => jilted [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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