Kresta Farr Poems
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(part 2 Of Pain) She Sits There Feeling Hollow
Crimson, purple, yellow, black and blue,
These colourings all over her,
But nobody else knew,
He did it to be hidden,
Cold and calculated plans,
Some times he used weapons,
Some times his big bare hands,
Kicks to her stomach,
A belt to her back,
She hits her head on the floor,
The loud cold hard crack,
The blood begins flowing as he drags her along,
The room begins spinning,
Her vision is gone,
Still not content,
With the hurt he has caused,
He rubs her face in the broken glass,
That lays there on the floor,
She is almost ...
What more can a girl with everything wish for?
What more can a girl with nothing be denied?
If you put the to in a room together would the rich girl share?
Or would the poor girl cry sadly but steal they toy she wants?
If everyone was treated equally would people feel the same?
Or would people still be treated differently to keep the world in shame?
If you were given a wish, would you wish for more, less or equal to the rest?
Would you take the life of a Queen or King, or rather th