The unguided one

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2005 poems

One young childs worst fear,

Nothing will help, not even a tear.

So hard to breathe its far from fair,

The only thing she hears, is the shifting of the gears.



She cries and screams, but nobody hears,

The man next to her just chuckles and cheers.

A life is lost, no one cares,

All she can do is just watch her tears.



Hours and hours until it ends,

The girl just crys and wishes she were dead.

The man throws a cloth at her,

Screams and yells for her to clean her skin.



Hurry and get ready you little slut, says the man,

The girl begs and pleads with him not to break her hands.

A soul was lost here in the woods,

Never to be found, not even that it should.



Her body is lost never to be found,

He berried her deep into the ground.

He berried her alive,

Just couldnt wait until she died.



Her will to live is much to strong,

The man didnt realize he was so wrong.

To stay alive was to finish what she started,

In the end the one who died was him, the unguided.




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