Tuesday, February 24, 2009

No title yet, maybe "Alone and Unwanted"

She is born in the night
all alone and unwanted
she breathes her first breathe
without anyone watching. 

She gets to be older 
She lives on the street
Thinking of the parents
She will never meet

Frail with age
She cries her last cry
Looking up to God
She only asks 'Why'. 

She gave us the key
Only asked us to be smart
We rejected it kindly,
The key to her heart. 

inspired by the ballad of lady louise (ha ha shopstie)

6 comments:

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  2. AH-mazing! Hey, It's Emily, I'm bored. I got a new blog. Just click on my name and then u'll go 2 my profile an dclick on my blog bc it's AH-mazing! well not really but read it! lol

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  3. oooooooo can I be a team member/author please?

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  4. just keeddinggg
    love it mandaadadadadadah

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