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    dots Submission Name: The Crying Child.dots
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    Author: words_can_heal
    ASL Info:    22 Female
    Elite Ratio:    3.56 - 79/111/22
    Words: 187
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
    Total Views: 826
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    Bytes: 1125



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    dotsThe Crying Child.dots
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    When I was young, I was old.
    And now that I'm older...
    I'm younger.
    I'm younger then I ever was when I was little.
    I've spent so long being so angry.
    At the innocence that was stolen.
    I didn't have the chance to be a child.
    Boys offer love and protection.
    Hate and rejection.
    I fear those rose tinted glasses.
    Take them off. let me see clearly.
    I want to grow up.
    Let the little girl inside me grow.
    She doesn't want to cry anymore.
    When I feel angry...
    I try to be glad for life itself.
    But the little girl inside me...
    screams with all of her innocence...
    To be left alone.
    To be free of pain.
    To be whole again.
    I can't help her. I want to help her, but I can't even reach her.
    Inside the depths of myself needs comfort.
    How can I let someone comfort me so deeply...
    When there is a brick wall built high around my heart?
    She will forever remain the crying child.
    Who just wants to grow up.




    Submitted on 2004-11-12 03:18:47     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I can really relate to this piece.. you have written it really well.. i particularly like these lines

    I can't help her. I want to help her, but I can't even reach her.
    Inside the depths of myself needs comfort.

    It makes me feel sad but hopeful because identifying these feelings is the first step..
    | Posted on 2004-11-14 00:00:00 | by stormyskies | [ Reply to This ]
      When I was young, I was old.
    And now that I'm older...
    I'm younger.

    i liked that.

    time has always been a concept that nobody can go up against. no matter how much we write about it, the wasted hours of our lives don't exactly give second chances.

    i can tell you one thing though... reading your poem wasn't one of those hours... (actually, minutes)

    good job.
    | Posted on 2004-11-12 00:00:00 | by ANGELO | [ Reply to This ]


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