People Known are people Lost
Warm words fall on a cold heart
As the stone grows ever colder
Never Braking
Never Knowing
Never Forgiving
Falling into the blackness of the night
Screaming out a song of hatred
as it kills the child inside
as every helpful word falls in to a shallow grave
and is shoved under a blanket of lies and truths
looking in to the eyes of a child and seeing fear
Again feeds the heart of thorns,
of blackness
More betray and more are lost
Looking for the one to cut
Waiting for one person to say one wrong word,
One wrong emotion triggered
Life will weep and then die
as the stone grows ever colder.
Brianna Lewis
2000
Age: 15
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