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Not Fair
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Older She is in this calloused world all alone,
Tears streaming down, far from home,
The child sits curled in a dark oblivion,
Her lonely cries can't be heard by anyone.
Screaming out from the perils of her soul,
Peeking into the world as if through a hole,
Can no one see the blood and the tired tears?
Does no one out there share her petrified fears?
Infidelity surrounds her, yet she knows not,
Will there be no calm to the battle she's fought,
Imperfections cast her out among death
Trampled and beating, no strength left,
She stumbles diligently through the night,
Grabbing hold of the knowledge she must fight,
In the stillness of battle her poor life lay cold,
A little girl, fighting bravely shall never grow old,
So many passed her and will never even care,
In this place of freedom, that's just not fair.
