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Bright green eyes bore into my head
and imprint into my memory,
she was a girl,
just barely twelve,
lying on the streets,
all alone,
with no coat,
it’s winter now,
her flesh is cold,
her heart is frozen,
her eyelashes catch the snow
and turn to tears
that freeze everlasting
on her cheeks,
her hair is wet, wild and black,
straggly and covering her face,
my heart cries out just
as i pass by,
what awful and
cruel person I must be,
but did you stop?
woe is me,
so i ran back
and threw her a coin.



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leaveyourdoubts_sky said...
Sept. 20, 2012 at 12:54 pm
Very good message, keep writing on, it's incredible :)
 
Anonymous_7 said...
Dec. 21, 2011 at 11:40 pm
love it! you are a very talented writer. This is so discriptive, your heart is really torn in two when you hear about the girl. Thanks for commenting on my work!
 
Littlejalisa said...
Dec. 1, 2011 at 3:02 pm
oh my gosh! This a beautiful poem. It shows that in a way you truely do care about humanity. If it were me i would have stopped and said hello. Thanx for posting on my work^-^
 
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