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Two Little Girls Sit Alone in the Rain

Contributed by Kitty06 on Thursday, 18th August 2005 @ 10:28:23 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished



Two little girls sit alone in the rain
A boy comes by and sees theyre in pain
'Whats wrong little girl? Where are you hurt?'
The blonde one answers My heart was flung into the dirt'
The boy then sees the red head and asks her name
'My names is Megz, lets get out of this rain'
The red head leaves but the blonde girl stays
No one wants to be with her these days

The red head returns with tears in her eyes
The blonde one holds her while she cries and cries
'I thought he loved me! But he was so mean!'
I whisper curses about the fiend
'Dont you worry, Ill always be here'
'As long as were friends theres nothing to fear'

Two little girls sit alone in the rain
A boy comes by and sees theyre in pain
'Whats wrong little girl? Where are you hurt?'
The red head answers My heart was flung into the dirt'
The boy sits down and whispers his name
'A pretty girl like you shouldnt sit out here in the rain'
The red head leaves but the blonde girl stays
No one wants to be with her these days

The red head returns with a smile and sparkling eyes
'Oh Lauren! I feel like I could fly!'
The blonde one laughs with her but feels dead inside
No one is here to hold her for her to cry and cry
The red head gossips about her new guy
The blonde one listens while her heart wrenches and dies

Two little girls sit alone in the rain
The boy comes by and sees one isnt in pain
'Hello baby, how are you today?'
The red head jumps up and they kiss away
The blonde one looks up, tears streak down her face
But she doesnt move, she knows her place
'Youre so pretty, theres no one Id rather be with'
The blonde one watches as in the rain their figures drift

The red head doesnt return, her eyes arent there to light up the night
The blonde girl curls up on the curb and waits for the shimmering sight
Wet golden locks stick to the pavement, her eyes go dull
Her arms are empty and her heart is full
The love ferments and turns black
The poisonous love runs through the viens, fuel for an attack

One little girl sits all alone in the rain
A boy comes by and doesnt see shes in pain
He picks up her limp body and screams to the sky
'Why?'
He sits on the curb and weeps with the little blonde girl in his arms
He was the one who would was supposed to protect her from harm
Too late, too late was the boy
Too late to save the little girl who was treated no better than a toy

The red head returns with tears in her eyes
There is no one to hold her for her to cry and cry
The red head stands alone in the rain
While the boy cries and starts to go insane
'She was always there for me, but I wasnt there for her'
'I was always her main concern'
The boy holds the red head and the blonde one too
Two who were too late mourn under the unforgiving moon

The rain falls and washes away the last of the blood
She had fallen into a crimson puddle with a thud
The poison had no way out, so the little blonde girl made a door
She sliced away the past when she was treated like a whore
Unseeing eyes staring up at the sky
The wish for her prince gone as she slowly died
Finally, gone was all the pain
Finally to be washed away in the beautiful rain




Copyright © Kitty06 ... [ 2005-08-18 22:28:23]
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Re: Two Little Girls Sit Alone in the Rain (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 19th August 2005 @ 01:47:44 AM AEST
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Claps his hands, omg this poem was so sad, I have tears in my eyes, this was a very good poem, I loved it. SLipSiX.


Re: Two Little Girls Sit Alone in the Rain (User Rating: 1 )
by Gothchyk on Monday, 14th May 2007 @ 04:00:55 PM AEST
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a very touching write... the emotions so real... great job.




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