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amrutha madhusudhanan


A Lonely Girl


In the dark corner,
the silent pipe leak,
sits a little girl
she does not speak.

A lost and lonely girl
Who sheds a single tear,
Thinking she has no purpose in life
And everything to fear

Mom and dad don't really care
She does'nt value life.
Never anyone there
To help her with her strife.

Tripping over problems
All throughout the day
If only there was someone
To help her on her way

A single friend in life,
That really truly cares,
But no one is found,
At her fragile heart it tears.

A sad and lonely life she lives,
So sits in a corner and cries,
The silent pipe leaks,
She does not speak…

Submitted: Wednesday, March 20, 2013

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