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by Amy Oct 5, 2013 category : Love, romance / first love
She whispers into your ears But all you hear is the Sound of a lost young girl Looking for love and trust And never finding it. She places her head against yours, Feeling as if your the only One who can comfort her Poor broken, soul. She rests her head On your kind shoulder Closing her blood, red eyes And smiles. She only follows you now The person whom She loves and trusts And who loves her back. You looked after The poor, sick young girl Even though you knew What she has done All I can say is Thank you...