There she stood
In her little white dress
Her brown eyes so open
Filled with great hope
With laughter in her throat
So pure and innocent
Full of naivete
Wondering what life
Has in store for her
She has big dreams
And a gentle heart
With a curiosity
That can’t be quenched
Little did she know
How cruel life could be
From broken hearts
To broken dreams
Like a porcelain doll
Shattered on the floor
With tears of diamonds
Scattered on the floor
Her gossamer wings
Torn to pieces
Her fragile heart
A glass puzzle
Shards of lost promises
Forever scarred
My soul weeps
For that little girl
So lost and lonely
Her joy stolen
Her light taken
Leaving only darkness
And her misery
My spirit cries
For that little girl
Bound and broken
On the floor
So utterly lost
Disillusioned
In her misery
For that little girl
Is me

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