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Trying to see through a small window
I can hear what goes on within
I can’t see inside though.

The clouds overhead rumble with rage
They open up, letting fall their tears.
The lightening flashes, showing a sad sight
And this little girl confirms her worst fears

I see through this dirty window
And my own distorting window of tears
I see a man, said to be my father
My sister, and broken bottles of beer

His hands are closed around the girls neck
Blood is dripping down her young face
Watching all this through that window
Making the world slow down it’s pace.

My little hands are bruised
From banging on the glass
As the little girl’s body goes limp
I give up and fall at last.

Tears are flowing down my little face
Until I break down and bawl
Hearing the creak of a door and my father’s yell
I turn and run, Telling myself that I never saw.
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I Never Saw

Contributed by BlackFire9786 on Saturday, 28th June 2003 @ 05:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry

My small hand wipes at the dirt
Trying to see through a small window
I can hear what goes on within
I can’t see inside though.

The clouds overhead rumble with rage
They open up, letting fall their tears.
The lightening flashes, showing a sad sight
And this little girl confirms her worst fears

I see through this dirty window
And my own distorting window of tears
I see a man, said to be my father
My sister, and broken bottles of beer

His hands are closed around the girls neck
Blood is dripping down her young face
Watching all this through that window
Making the world slow down it’s pace.

My little hands are bruised
From banging on the glass
As the little girl’s body goes limp
I give up and fall at last.

Tears are flowing down my little face
Until I break down and bawl
Hearing the creak of a door and my father’s yell
I turn and run, Telling myself that I never saw.

Copyright Â© BlackFire9786 ... [ 2003-06-28 05:05:00]
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Re: I Never Saw (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Saturday, 28th June 2003 @ 09:34:38 AM AEST
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So very sad and hard for one so young to live through, but a very good write
Shari

Re: I Never Saw (User Rating: 1 )
by Wilder on Tuesday, 1st July 2003 @ 05:59:07 PM AEST
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This poem is very sad. Imagine being that child?

Re: I Never Saw (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Wednesday, 2nd July 2003 @ 12:52:34 AM AEST
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~:*Wow!*:~ chills all over........ excellent poem, hugs n' love nessa

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