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Friday, 11 November 2011

The little girl at the end of your bed

She called out to you
The little girl at the end of your bed
Asked you to help her
But you didn’t hear
Silence surrounded you
And the words got lost
Her pain got lost

Though she begged for you to hear her
Her words got locked by the silence
And never reached you

She cried out to you
The little girl at the end of your bed
Cried tears of grief
And helplessness
And the tears drifted above you
Within your reach
But you didn’t feel them
Her tears got locked by the darkness
Held back from your cheek
And you slept on

Valerie Masters

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