Broken Girl
No control over the past.
No control over what happened in the dark.
Cry and holler but no one herd.
The pains of nightmares of a little girl.
Like a ghost in the night it blindly went on
Weakened by her courage and her faith.
Her innocence was taking away.
Losing her way with her lord.
She felt alone and cold in the world.
Where was her father those nights?
When she was too weak too fight?
Finding her way back to his arms again.
She now realizes he was never gone.
A broken girl found his love in a sea of hurt.
As he mends a broken heart.
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