The little girl

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Alongside the river I walk in lone
As the stream whispers in my ear it's soft waves
And the birds sing with me
The woodpecker heals my wounds

And I hear the bells of anklets
Now I know I'm not alone anymore
I take a step to the rhythm
And see a graceful dancing girl

I could feel my heart beating fast
I watch her sync to the rhythm ,
I close my eyes and hear the bells chime
I can feel some culture in the rine

Her anklets shatter off
Into the river or very far away
I felt something I should never have
She cried; but I just saw her , cluelessly

I let her heart bleed
I let her drown in it
So I taped it; burned it; and locked it away
She was but a young little hope

I thought of showing her a world
She would never have seen
Louder than her soft and luxurious eyes
Spoke the fearful muted silence that cries...

Only to realise that I was too late
Held her inside me for too long
Now she's broken, she cannot be tapped anymore
Just a shoulder to lean on...
...That I need

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