Pitter patter
The sound of booming thunder
Her eyes drowning
In tears of sorrow
She cries for help
But what comes out are whimpers
Oh such despair
I hurts to ponder
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| 女の子| the girl
PoetryTHE GIRL who has many thoughts in her head THE GIRL whom doesn't want to speak THE GIRL who has a voice but a silent one THE GIRL wants to shout out the words but instead, writes them day and night
