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A voice is still unheard and a face still is unseen,

there's a heart beating in the crowd of mean,

its innocence has been pushed down beneath,

it does not trust the world whether it will let keep it clean.


It has been hurt and ditched before,

and now its afraid to come forth,

it was torned down, broken and burned into ashes,

and it took long enough to join the pieces.


And now it has closed and locked all the doors,

so nobody could hurt it ..... ANYMORE.





Mon 18th Aug 2014 16:59

This piece of poem of yours is really emotional and very deep, I can actually put myself in your shoes to feel it.
Nelly x

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