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my daughter

she just sits there,looking out the window not saying anything to anyone.
if she's not there she's in her room cutting herself off from the world.
we use to play games when she was little, now she doesnt want to anymore.
my daughter is nothing like this
or at least she use not to be, this lifeless form who wishes to have nothing to do with anyone.
where is her laughter i once heard?
where is her smile i love so much?
is she still here?
if she is i would like her to come home.

by BlackRoseMaiden
posted on 12/31/1969

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Comment by Wantxtoxrun: Apr 13, 2007 10:11 pm
Wow. I think this poem is really deep. It's good, keep it up.
Comment by MechanicalAnimal: May 10, 2007 6:40 am
Awww, nice.
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