Little Girl In a Descise
HER FACE IS TO INOCENT FOR SUCH A PLACE.
YET SHE TAKES UP THE SPACE.
SHE WISHES SHE COULD DISAPEAR WITHOUT A TRACE.
HER HEART IS SHATTERED
AND SOLE BATTERED.
HER DREAMS AS YOU LOOK AROUND ARE SCATTERED.
HER EYES SEE TRUE PAIN,
LOOKING UPON HER BODY THAT’S SLAIN.
WHEN SHE SPEAKS YOU CAN HEAR HER SHAME
AND YOU WILL NEVER BE THE SAME.
SHE JUMPS WHEN SHE HEARS HER NAME.
WHY HAS SHE CAME?
SHE IS PLAIN TO SEE LIVING IN FALLING RAIN.
THE BRUSES TELL WHO LOSES.
HOLDING TIGHT SHE REMEMBERS EVERY FIGHT.
FIRE AND RAGE, SHE LIVES IN CAGE.
A LITTLE GIRL IN A DESCISE BARRIED IN A PIT OF LIES.
Copyright © Jeanette Huston | Year Posted 2005
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