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[title] => Bright Young Eyes
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[bodytext] => She sits alone in crowded place too each their own is her excuse she could put a name to every face But “Oh” she say “What is the use” When I find such beauty in self abuse. But once she had such bright young eyes eyes that masked her doubts and fears of faraway dreams and tearful goodbyes bringing her closer to the better years the years do pass, she plans her getaway she shoots for the stars and she misses and so she searches for better days in midnight wishes and drunken kisses at night she would wait for sleep, if it came dreams of a life and a love every night and each day passed by the same she lost her resolve to keep up the fight but all was not lost for dreamers you’ll see, because somewhere inside she yearns to be free. and the girl that was lost is about to be found. then one came her answer to her prayer a new face at her door the girl opened and couldn’t help but stare he had the bright young eyes she had lifetimes before and he said you don’t have to live like this anymore” He told her “My dear but what’s the use” When there is so much to done In wasting life in self abuse its true mistakes can never be undone but there’s much to do and you’ve only just begun then one came her answer to her prayer a new face at her door the girl opened and couldn’t help but stare he had the bright young eyes she had lifetimes before and he said you don’t have to live like this anymore” He told her “My dear but what’s the use” When there is so much to done In wasting life in self abuse its true mistakes can never be undone but there’s much to do and you’ve only just begun” And just before he turned to leave, he said “ there’s no shame in second chances my dear forgiveness you shall receive, your scars and mistakes will disappear, all you have to do is believe. the woman opens her eyes and wipes away a tear, and see’s the wide bright eyes of a small child. she's whispers a prayer thats most sincere, finally she closes her eyes and smiles, and so you see her purpose was clear. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 31 [informant] => webecks [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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