Alone again on winters eve,
A girl sits revising her past,
Past memories playing back like flash cards,
Images that show a different life to this
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People turn their heads the other way, Rather than to help a young girl survive another day. Daybreak comes a visitor opens the girl's door, nice write of a talented poet, outbreaks a vision of a goody girl
People turn their heads the other way, Rather than to help a young girl survive another day. Daybreak comes a visitor opens the girl's door, nice write of a talented poet, outbreaks a vision of a goody girl
Its sad that you must remember those days of joy, instead of continuing to live them out. People often look the other way only so they might not feel they have failed in the end. Very nice, thank you. Heart