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Sunday, August 31, 2008 @ 8:17 PM
____________________________________________________________________________________________________ dedicated to ME: The clock clicked eight. The baby was born. The cries echoed. The laughter boomed. The people were overjoyed. The seedling was brought up. The plant grew into a tree. The girl scored well in exams. The parents were proud of her. The relatives stressed her. The girl performed. The father kissed her. The girl excelled. The mother rewarded her. Then the father left. The mother cried. The brother cried. The sisters cried. The girl held on. The mother changed. The family changed. The girl held on. The girl does not understand. The girl no longer knew right from wrong. The girl held on. The girl no longer knew what tears were. The girl held on. The girl held on. The girl held on. The monster evolved, Devoid of emotions; ____________________________________________________________________________________________________ The most direct "poem" I ever wrote I guess. That's it. Emotionless. |