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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Sian, she sits in a lonely room, Hugging at her knees Should she go to London Town, Or stay where her roads are clean? Sian, she sits on a wooden chair, She falls onto her knees She longs to be in London Town, Where her words aren’t clean She’s let her head go wild, and ride Off into the sun She shakes the dignity from her skin, And says, “young lady, live alone,” He strayed her back unto the wall, Sits her among the thorns She will bare this baby down, As when the dark sees dawn As when the seed within her falls back within the dark, Sian, she cries herself off to sleep, Says, “lady you’re alone,” Betrayed she let the father fall backwards, With a scorn She hugged her knees fell at his feet, And said, “Please don’t leave me alone,” Laughed to himself, and knocked her back, Hit her wounded womb Sian, she fell into a sleep, Her smile falls pale as milk She begged to him, she’s on her knees, She begged to take her back He swerved the sides of his Bonny Bride His cracks as clear as glass “What makes you break your back, young Sian? See me as you will, You falsify your wills my love Young lady, live alone, London Town is not your home, Not your home to stay And if I leave you come with me, Between us there is no other way” The man he grabbed her by the face, Crushed her cheeks into his hands Tears they fell down young Sian’s face, She’s laid bare amongst the rose that’s red In her home a maiden fair, She’s Jodie by the name She’s swept apart from lips and feet, By the man who hath no name A brown haired Bon looked into his eyes, And instantly went weak He held her tight, she feared him not, And with him she went to sleep Sian, she woke up in a daze, She couldn’t fall asleep From the room next door, she heard a sound, So through the crack she did peep It startled her, it scared her off All what she could see Was the man she loved with another girl… She let the stream fall from her throne, Her head’s amongst the thorns No tears streaming down her face, No sign of a broken heart Stood still, deflated, in a daze She held him to her sleep All what could be heard were three loud bangs… Sian could be seen bleeding from the rock, Within the womb Trembles as she falls towards the floor, Young lady, you’re alone Holds her hands towards her heart, It’s beating like a jet As Jodie lays beside him dead Sian, she gets up in a spree, She’s scared, stiffened at the knees As she checks a pulse in Jodie’s heart, She can feel her baby kick A tragedy, or miracle, Her child she has to bare Without her man there at her side She bares her within the roses red A baby laid still in her arms, A miracle who cries Sian cried a bit as she held her close She could hear her daughter’s eyes “I promise you, I will always love, You I promise for I’ll care,” Then tragedy took away what’s good, Her baby’s laid amongst the roses red She let the stream fall from her throne, Her head’s amongst the thorns No tears streaming down her face, No sign of a broken heart Stood still, deflated, in a daze She held her to her sleep
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