Shh little girl,
Don't you cry;
Just be silent
And tell the lies.
She wants to though,
Cry and scream and fall;
But oh look,
Poor girl can't even talk.
~☆~✧~✧~☆~
Seems like I'm not able
To even write about that.
Anna
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Inks of Heart
PoetryJust some words woven into lines making the fabric of a poem; sometimes prose. #1 poetry #1 book of poems #1 poembook #2 prose #4 motivation #7 poem { Copyright © 2021, Anna Woods}
