Little Lights

Little Lights

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WpMetadataReadComplete Tue, Mar 24, 2015<5 mins
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One light Two lights Three lights Four He's hiding,screaming as he feels he's dying, but he hasn't made a sound Five lights Six lights Seven lights More She lies on the floor, her emotions flowing from her wrist trying to find a reason to keep fighting Eight lights Nine lights Ten lights No They begin blinking out, one by one. Ten lights Nine lights Eight lights More She's slipping feeling so alone, the burns covering her wrists, how could they all have missed? Seven lights Six lights Five lights Four He's shaking now, as he dropped the pills to the floor falling to his knees hoping someone will come through the door Three lights Two lights One light Sure They seemed alright, but you never knew the pain they felt at night. Now they're gone and just one voice could've saved their life. Ten new stars now light up the sky instead of lighting up our lives, they tried but couldn't win this fight...
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Harsh and raspy; His voice bombed with power as he clenched his fists in rage. The young girl stumbled over her bare feet, her heart about to explode out of her chest. Her breathe was ragged, eyes shut for a split second before being born again and filling her body with a big scoop of that cold morning air. She starred hard at the morning sun as it started to peak its way over the horizon. All of her built up emotions start to find their way to her watery eyes and pour down her cheeks. Smiling as she cried the last thing that girl noticed was the wonderful white snow falling on that not so beautiful Christmas morning. He is a drunk, he cant let go of the pass or control his anger. She just wants to protect her child and live a happy life. She just wanted to help but now she needs someone to help. He just wants to be loved. Why does life never go his way? He is a horrible, rich powerful man and always gets what he wants. He has nothing yet he still tries to help all for what? #Wattys2016

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