Silent Child

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{Silent Child ITEM 2048703 to free verse contest add to give I 100 p4 writing a journal with WDC }

Her eyes have a look of despair
And she knows nobody cares
In an old farm house with iron gates
She sits alone from morning till late.

Locked in a bedroom with dreaded fear
day is always the same as the day before
Where hatred seeps and devils soar
Oh Lord don’t open the door
Where hatred seeps and devils soar
Oh Lord don’t open the door.

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