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The candle's lit, she's walking
down the dusty hall.
Face so smeared and dirty
for this little girl, so small.
The floorboards creak, she's frightened
she doesn't want to wake her now.
For if her mama's up she knows
she'll get punished, who knows how.
Tip-toe quickly, quietly
she sees the door ahead.
Stubs her toe, and "Ow!" she cries
...her mama's out of bed.
Starts going faster toward her room
now that mama's awake.
She chases her, yells and screams
can't she see her mistake?
Tears build up in the girls eyes
as mama throws her into the door
Satisfies she walks away
the little girl falls to the floor.
And once again the five year old
limps over to the window to pray.
Hoping to God that mama
will just love her a little someday.
Asking how her daddy is
and why he left her here.
Telling him what she misses
in her eyes there forms a tear.
The girl looks up to the sky
and goes weak in her knees.
She knows what's going to happen
it's daddy's smile she sees.
He extends his arms, as she does
and pulls her up into his own.
And they both drift off to heaven
leaving mama all alone.
- by Nights of Nyx |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/12/2010 |
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- Title: The Door
- Artist: Nights of Nyx
- Description: I don't really know what to write in these, just please read then vote.
- Date: 03/12/2010
- Tags: door
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