everyday i used to see her, <br />sitting on the sand, <br />playing with the dust of dreams.. <br /> <br />her loneliness is growing up with her.. <br />the other kids are playing on th field.. <br /> <br />her eyes are following them as they run, jump and share fun.. <br /> <br />her sad look falls down on the ground.. <br /> <br /> <br />days went by.. <br />none is there.. <br />next the door.. <br />they are still playing but she.. she.. she is.. where? <br /> <br />my little poor girl! <br />they hide her <br />in a tight room, <br />with her epilepsy, <br />with that monster <br />c <br />r <br />y <br />i <br />n <br />g <br />in silence.. <br /> <br />12 years old <br />and the story of her cold <br />had been told <br />but they just said (her fate) <br /> <br />NO..! <br /> <br />it's not a fate <br />to live alone <br />in that pain... <br /> <br />it's not a fate <br />to feel nothing <br />except the four walls... <br /> <br />it's not a fate <br />to lose her happinness <br />next that door... <br /> <br />it's not a fate <br />to have none <br />by her side... <br /> <br />it's not a fate <br />to be frightened <br />in her little age... <br /> <br />it's not a fate <br />to be different <br />from the others <br />to see the future <br />as mirage... <br /> <br />It Is Not A Fate..! <br />it's not...! <br />there is a story behind <br />this fate; <br />it's their fault.. <br />their own fault... <br /> <br />as once they killed her peace <br />before 8 dark scary years...!<br /><br />true little angel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-victim-of-the-unseen-corner-of-life/
