Wednesday, September 16, 2009

she smiles, she smiles
that little girl with those eyes.
black lipstick
but all of a sudden she cries.
her dress is dirty
and so is her soul all of a sudden
her hair is messy
as she looks at her own dead mother.
she says daddy, why did you do that daddy
didn't you love mommy?
didn't you love her, daddy?
why are you looking at me like that?
why are you holding a gun?
that little girl with those eyes,
that turned into black holes.

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