November 24, 2008
By jasmine arrington, Woodbridge, VA

Save the girl who talks the least
For the one who is silenced
Is the one who must speak
For the one person
That drifts away
Is that same that will end her day
Is the same person who locks her door
To the bleak mind that shall remain sore
Is the same person that will get no cure
To the gut wrenching pain that hurts her today
Is the same person who is cast in a play
Of an ominous director who makes no end
To the grim day that has yet to begin
You will see this girl no longer
For the day before this couldn’t be any more solemn
Save the next girl who talks the least
Pull her by the arm and let her scream

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