Ruth warren Poems

There was a little girl, who lived
down the lane;
she also lived with heartache, disgrace
and shame.
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A child sits in the corner,
robbed of her innocence;
for the ones who live in her home,
have betrayed her love and trust.
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A friend of my daughters', came
home with her today;
yet she did not speak a word, as
they began to play.
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You broke another promise to me,
how many does that make this week;
yet you also hurt me deep inside,
and I cried until I fell asleep.
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Don't say that you really love me,
and then stab me in the back;
don't pretend that I am special to you,
and then treat me like a tramp.
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I have met the most wonderful person,
who is my entire world;
I appreciate everything she does for me,
I know I'm a very blessed girl.
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The tears that now fall upon
my face, are not of sorrow, nor
pain. They sparkle like the
stars of the Heaven's, they
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Place your hand upon my chest,
tell me, do you feel the emptiness?
Do you feel the pain within me,
begging to be set free?
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Sometimes, our mind is on tomorrow, what it will bring,
how will it be,
will it rain, will it be sunny, will it be happy, and
will the world be free?
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Written love words
on tear stained pages
of days and nights
of the past
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