Click!click!click! You say as you walk around you start to sweat a bit biting your nails passing me as I watched you click!click!click! As I move aside to reveal a very calm collective lady she signals you to stop walking nervously back and forth and she tells you the story.
"Ma'am your little girl is fine just a lot of trauma and bruising a few cracked ribs but nothing we couldn't handle ". You break down crying tears of joy your lovely baby girl of twelve is home safe you go to walk in I move aside for you the other men and women checking on her leave . As you watch her waiting for her to wake up cause of some drug they use you watch tearing up as you watch her eyes open up slowly her beautiful gray blue eyes look over to you she starts to worry on why your crying you go over to her and hug your baby girl kissing the top of her head whispering
Shush my little girl everything's fine no one will hurt you my little baby it's okay mommy's here Shush
My little baby girl
And that's when I knew that this here was special
Sorry if it's a little creepy this point of view is a door you can see hints I believe and again I'm sorry if it's bad I'm a reader not a writer but this seemed fun so yeah tell me on ways I can improve I'm open to criticism
Until next time
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Is It Easy To Love
PoetryThis is about poems and Gay pride If you don't like it Then move along The rest of ya Enjoy ;3 ~XD
