Look in her eyes and what do you see?
A little girl searching for what she will be.
The grown up on the outside is only a shell
Feeling full impact of life through this Hell.
She speaks out in kindness with words from the heart
The return she receives mostly tears her apart.
Each moment of memory, she hides safe and secure
When the world has forgotten her, they help her endure.
Her hand reaches out for the warmth of real love
Frozen and empty, she just gets a shove.
The girl sits alone; patient and waiting
She knows it's not time and can't bother hating.
Life, she says, is like wine in the making
The longer you wait, the better the taking.
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17 years ago
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