June 5, 2013
Outside my little world.
There is a girl.
She is very scared.
And fragile with words.
She wonders about what would happen.
If she just left.
Without a goodbye.
She always turns her head.
From the things that sting her eyes.
They come often but leave always.
Because although she is hurting.
She is strong.
And she can make it.

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RoyalCorona said...
Jun. 18, 2013 at 10:44 am
Wow!! I really loved your description and your poem! Great job!
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