Deena
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She lived in a world harsh and cold
Be a good girl, she was always told
No one knew her inner pain
And she would do anything to make it go away.
All her life she had only one dream
Tiny, but still there in her heart, - a hope gleam!
She only.. wanted.. To be seen.
Someone to feel her, truly and deeply.
To hug her soul gently and sweetly.
A few tried to get near,
called her my love, my dear.
But, words get empty without action..
Giving only the temporary satisfaction.
She found comfort in the silent nights
Where her prayers reached for the heights.
When she whispers as her body screams
Her cheeks covered in warm streams.
She couldn't find her rest, not even in this poem
Her smiling angels will come soon - and guide her home.
Be a good girl, she was always told
No one knew her inner pain
And she would do anything to make it go away.
All her life she had only one dream
Tiny, but still there in her heart, - a hope gleam!
She only.. wanted.. To be seen.
Someone to feel her, truly and deeply.
To hug her soul gently and sweetly.
A few tried to get near,
called her my love, my dear.
But, words get empty without action..
Giving only the temporary satisfaction.
She found comfort in the silent nights
Where her prayers reached for the heights.
When she whispers as her body screams
Her cheeks covered in warm streams.
She couldn't find her rest, not even in this poem
Her smiling angels will come soon - and guide her home.
