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Heartbroken Child

i heard her cry loud and clear Scores of insults she took and not once did she complain During the day she was the Diva But at night she tossed and turned wondering why she felt so alone She had no one to turn to not even herself It could have taken a minute for the whole world to listen and comfort her But everyone was in a hurry So one Day she wrote a note And the world was robbed of a precious Jewel

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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