The Girl...

January 29, 2008
By Florencia Molina, Whittier, CA

It's the time I come to you, when im at war with myself.

The only time you see me, for who I truly am.

That girl that loves you, even when you hurt her.

The one that will hold you, when you're the one hurt.

But you shove me into the ground once again, make me feel like a piece of dirt.

I take the blow like I always do,
head low, not making a move.

With nothing to do, I just keep
coming back.

To the one person, the one who likes to attack.

These scars are only my fault, im the one who comes back all on my own.

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