Nicky
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By reading this you have given my brief control of your mind.
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Post by Nicky on Apr 29, 2007 23:21:56 GMT -5
I never ever write poems, so that's why this sucks... but oh well. I sort of wrote it a bit randomly... I got an idea in my head and just kept going. It's not based on me or anyone I know... just wanted to clarify that,
The Angel in Rags
She's tired. She's confused. She feels lonely and used. Dabbled in such joy-masked stress, She stares at the stains On her torn Cinderella dress And looks out the window in her distress.
Ever since mommy's gone She walks in her shoes, Her footsteps she must chase, Waking before the sun Each morning With no time to wash her face. There's no time to fool around, Or in punishment she will drown. She lights the stove Makes the tea Rounds up the cattle, Quite a dreadful battle.
Then in his room does she peek, But then tiptoes back out - He is still asleep. The angel in rags then gives a sigh. But out of the corner of her eye, Daddy begins to stretch and yawn, And down the hallway Does she run. She can't let him see her, 'Till her chores are done.
Mistakes can't be made, for daddy will know. Unless her tiny nose she wants to grow. Those sparkling eyes Do not hide lies To hearts That melt autumns into winters
Perfection's always met Lest daddy gets upset. Chores are done each day, She keeps building the chain, Without a complaint Or even so little as a much hoped for praise.
Never a peep From an angel we hear. Never a cry, Never a tear.
Never a peep From an angel we hear. Never a cry, Never a tear.
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kaykay
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& maybe one day he'll see<3
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Post by kaykay on May 2, 2007 21:54:10 GMT -5
Wow..i really like it..i think yu shud keep writing!
keep it up:)
<3
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