BEHIND HER DOOR

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BEHIND HER DOOR

Weeping to herself

A young girl cry's

Looking behind every door

Trying to find enlightenment

Not caring if she leaves the world

Not caring if she leaves the ones she has loved

Though she know's there is no one for her

Needing love and comfort she continues

No one that care's for her is there

No one who she can turn to and talk to

They all ignore her as if she were nothing more then a speck

The one's she cared for were like grains of sand on a windy day

That breeze through the air with no problems

A boy whom she loved with all her heart

Thought she was a toy

He did what he pleased with her

So there she lay

Behind her door

Soundless with no breath

A smile upon her face

Finally her peace came

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