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Post by sleeplessdreamerzz on Jun 25, 2007 14:24:46 GMT -5
The child sits, hiding, alone; crying in fear of the growing unknown. Sweat clings to her forehead like darkness to night. Trapped in shadows, but begging for light. Her heart lies unbeating. Her soul has broken free. Those still, sightless eyes stare, but don't see. Lips laying silent, last words linger there. Death's bitter cruelties prove life still unfair. The pain deep inside ended with her last breath. A life filled with misery all leading to death. A Mona Lisa smile still hangs on her face, as she finally reaches a far better place.
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