Sayjel, 8 january 2012
Face so white,
eyes full of fright.
Not a whisper from those lips,
scared of those whips.
Bruises blossoming like deep purple flowers,
tears fall like light April showers.
Everyday in pain,
a girl without a name.
Too scared to talk,
no strength to walk.
Abuse everyday,
wondering if her life could be any other way.
Stop her pain,
and giver her a name.
Make her smile,
something that hasn't happened in a while.
Save her now,
that we'll allow.
Her face so grave,
it's her you need to save.
Sayjel, 8 january 2012
I am the beginning,
I am the end,
I am the one you wouldn't want to offend.
I am the dark,
I am light,
I am the one to make die of fright.
I am the night,
I am the day,
I am the name you can't say.
I am the hot,
I am the cold,
I am the one to make sure you're told.
I am the smile,
I am the frown,
I am the one to make sure you're down.
I am the peaceful,
I am the wild,
I am the Moon Child.
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