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Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Cries From Within

The scars are so deep that they hurt even still
Though no one can see them and no one  ever will
They are tokens of silence broken by night
Reminder of things that lie hidden from sight.

Wounded and broken the child deep inside
Waits for permission to bring things outside
Yet no one takes notice or ventures to hear
What silences the child: creating much fear.

Ashamed and afraid the little one must go
Quietly unnoticed yet wanting to grow
Unable to speak out unable to share
The wounded child cries and silences the air.

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