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Dead Little Girl

Poetry By: Reneecrossovertome
Poetry


It is one of my deeper and inner feelings..


Submitted:Jul 7, 2010    Reads: 48    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


little girl where are we
is this death's twisted way of fate
dont let go of my hand
you'll slip right through the ice

here you are in your coffin
taking with you lost hopes and dreams
guess i wasnt there to hear you scream
you were locked inside of me

im afraid of mirrors
i cant face the demon sneering back at me
it wants to break free
the twisted little being i own

i layed black roses
acrost your small and unmarked grave
you were ripped away
i ran and its too late

dead little girl
your a close image of me
but i can no longer cling
to my sick childish wondering

the darkness calls to me
then it starts to threat
it grasps me into its arms
and consumes me

now i go back to the memory
while sitting here locked up in this cell
little girl where did i fail
ive lost it all

dead little girl
you are dead like me






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