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little things she told me

Contributed by bttrflynajar on Thursday, 14th April 2005 @ 07:04:15 PM in AEST
Topic: secrets



8 years of life and she was all alone
behind closed doors
where all of her secrets stay unknown
8 years later
something greater

She leans into me
and whispers in my ear

"theres something you must hear"
pain floods her eyes
releasing in crys

sweet in her sorrow
predicting tommorow

she carries on in her testimony
8 years of innocence
8 years left in bliss
her words come like a familiar knife to my heart
familiarity screaming we're not far apart

her words ... they kill

they Sting

"i was molested when i was 8"
molestation a crime of hate,
theivery of a soul far from great.
and here she sits in such a state
of B e a u t y
the little things
she told me

she says while fighting tears
how she suffered so many years
lost innocence he stole from her life
and the worste part is who held the knife

someone called a
brother
took everything left
of her

and when they asked her just what had happened inside
she cracked under pressure saying "im sorry i lied"

" did he enter your soul?"
that was his only goal
yet she replied in sorrow
" he didnt put it in me"
hoping she'd live through tommorow
an 8 years olds only plee
crying out dont let him in me

her plee

to let out the innocence that remains
to clear her soul of visible stains.

little does she know whats written on her stone
isnt just her secret written all alone

the little things she told me
someday she will see...






Copyright © bttrflynajar ... [ 2005-04-14 19:04:15]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: little things she told me (User Rating: 1 )
by bttrflynajar on Thursday, 14th April 2005 @ 07:40:12 PM AEST
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Re: little things she told me (User Rating: 1 )
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Deeply moving InnerVision




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