Lina
09-03-2007, 10:47 PM
Across the barrier I see a child standing motionless,
Tears silently flow down her pretty angel face,
Shaking uncontrollably, rooted to the spot she trembles,
Underneath the mask is the hidden beauty and grace.
Bruised and battered, she aches with constant pain,
Her arms reach out to me, begging for love and care,
Taking her into my grasp, I stroke her gentle skin,
And whisper "My sweetie, I'll always be there".
But I am just an angel that she goes to in her dreams,
Throughout the day, alone she's left locked in a room,
Then the beatings start and her screams echo all around,
But at night, I hold her close and happiness will resume.
:cry:
Tears silently flow down her pretty angel face,
Shaking uncontrollably, rooted to the spot she trembles,
Underneath the mask is the hidden beauty and grace.
Bruised and battered, she aches with constant pain,
Her arms reach out to me, begging for love and care,
Taking her into my grasp, I stroke her gentle skin,
And whisper "My sweetie, I'll always be there".
But I am just an angel that she goes to in her dreams,
Throughout the day, alone she's left locked in a room,
Then the beatings start and her screams echo all around,
But at night, I hold her close and happiness will resume.
:cry: