There Is A Child

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Old 11-Jul-2010
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There Is A Child
Who Sits And Broods Over Her Inability To Age
Tingling With The Need
To Run Her Shaking Fingers
Over The Hands
Of The Boy Beside Her.
There Is A Child
Who Sits And Stares
Out The Window
Towards The Ocean
Because Dreaming Is The Method
She Must Use
To Save A Smile.
There Is A Child
Who Sits And Weeps
Over Innocence Forgotten
And Experience Neglected
With The Rising Tide
And Crashing Waves.
There Is A Child
Who Will Lay Down
Beneath A Shroud
To Be Abandoned
And No Mother Will Dare Mourn
In The Wake Of Her New Day.

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