They say she's dumb. I see in her eyes that she wants to run. She has a son that she holds so high, he keeps her warm. He is her sun. She needs him near, to keep her , here. As they look down on her she feels their eyes yet she looks away
They say she's dumb. I see in her eyes that she wants to run.
She has a son that she holds so high, he keeps her warm.
He is her sun.
She needs him near, to keep her , here.
As they look down on her she feels their eyes yet she looks away  sad stories
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abdurrazzaqsylv Just some thoughts I put on paper
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They see her insensitive
Her eyes say the opposite, full of emotion, she has no choice but to bottle it.
,,, Happiness afar yet she continues to follow it.
The pain that they Wollow in , she swolows it.
Swolow it, she bottles it.

They say she's dumb. I see in her eyes that she wants to run. She has a son that she holds so high, he keeps her warm. He is her sun. She needs him near, to keep her , here. As they look down on her she feels their eyes yet she looks away

for she wants no praise. And she wishes it was different but , this is the plate she was given. Yes, it looks bad to them , so they keep their distance. They don't see that she goes the distance. Broken inside, she's lost so much that, she'd end her life in an instant. But her boys eyes are her insentive .

They see her insensitive Her eyes say the opposite, full of emotion, she has no choice but to bottle it. Happiness afar yet she continues to follow it. The pain that they Wollow in , she swolows it. Swollow it, she bottles it.

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