Missing them

by SilentlyDyingInside   Mar 8, 2008


She looks at a picture of her parents.
She can't remember them.
There's a single tear running down her cheek.
She lays down on her bed and falls asleep with the picture next to her like every night.
She dreams about them.
She lives in an orphanage.
Wishing all the time that her parents would somehow come alive again.

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