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The moon and her

a young girl, hair done up in braids. I see a smile that could stop traffic on the streets. I see her as the sun that shines behind the grey clouds on the horizion of poverty and sorrow. The malicious streets that she walks upon. The streets she splashes in the puddles and skips down humming a favorite tune. I see her sitting by the ocean playing with a doll, A doll woven by sweat and tears. Because she knew she didn't want it. A doll obtained by trudging through mud. Invisible mud that only she can feel. And the mud makers. Otherwise it's her secret. And it's the doll that paints this whole picture And masks the dirt For her own eyes. And she knew. The doll would soon grow. Visibility of its existence wouldn't be masked anymore. By the brightness of the sun. Her self create sun. And she will be hated for it. But - Beyond the doll in her hand The girl is full of pain - but still full of passion and life. Amongst all the chaos in her world, she still smiles as bright as the moon, as glistening as the starry sky. But there wass one thing I knew about her, She was like the moon- part of her was always hidden, A part of her I would never understand, she would never allow anybody past certain walls. And for such a young girl I never knew why. But as time wore on my heart, I learnt to understand. The part of her she kept away from others - was the part that kept her glowing. Glowing through all the darkness in the world which she lived. The only part she had left

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Date: 6/21/2016 6:22:00 PM
Congrats on your placement in my contest and creating a little chaos with me!
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Date: 6/13/2016 3:48:00 PM
Amazing poem, F G, Welcome to Poetry Soup. It will be a delight to read and become familiar with your poems in the future. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :) Drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs **YNR - SKAT**
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Date: 6/13/2016 11:53:00 AM
That's the way to go! Congrats on your first entry and welcome to Poetry Soup, Faigy. :)
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Date: 6/12/2016 9:21:00 PM
Faigy Grunwald, Welcome to Poetry soup, I hope you enjoy the community. Here, you will find friendly poets who enjoy supporting one another. I myself, enjoy reading and commenting those who want to be read. The only time I give constructive criticism is when a poet desires it. However, if for some reason the poem is not my field I will guide you to someone who is more qualified than I. Stop by and read one of my poems if you like. My poems are not perfect, but I have a feeling you might like one. I encourage you to check out the contest page and read to receive comments. Tell me a little about your poetic skills if you like. It will be my pleasure to follow and read every poem you post from here on :) We are Lucky To Have you. Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@
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