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She waits by the pond
Every morning
Before school
She visits the library
Every lunch
Sneaking out of school
Waiting for her mother
To appear and hug her
Like old times
She visits the old antique shop
Every afternoon
Straight after school
She visits the same club
He mum used to go
Before dinner
But she was never there
And she never appeared
And every time she realised
That she would never be the same
She let a single tear out
And walked home
To where her father was
Struggling with life.
She walked up to her room
At the end of every day
And stayed in there for hours
On end
Waiting for the day
Her mum would
Jump out of the closet
And hold her close
But it never happened.
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➵ Midnight Thoughts | ✔︎
PoetryRandom, collated thoughts put to paper through emotion and expressions, and a mind that works it's flow. Love, Lillian x x Disclaimer: this is purely my own work. if my lines seem similar to other poems, this is purely coincidental. some poems/boo...
