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Can You See Me?
Beat me
call me names
do something.
I want to exist
I need to feel,
pain.
The little girl
rises from the grave,
tears still falling from death
screaming for a mother that never comes.
There's not a home for the lost,
and comfort is a story I long to hear
yet that part of me must be deaf.
call me names
do something.
I want to exist
I need to feel,
pain.
The little girl
rises from the grave,
tears still falling from death
screaming for a mother that never comes.
There's not a home for the lost,
and comfort is a story I long to hear
yet that part of me must be deaf.
Published 24th May 2014
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24th May 2014 6:59pm
Anonymous
24th May 2014 8:43pm
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Anonymous
24th May 2014 9:15pm
Yes, i can see her,that little girl.
Sending her a huge hug!
Sending her a huge hug!
24th May 2014 10:05pm
25th May 2014 5:51am
"and comfort is a story I long to hear yet that part of me must be deaf."
so poignant, Miss Nikki.
so poignant, Miss Nikki.
2nd Jun 2014 4:56pm
24th Jun 2014 1:57am
