Emotionally, avast, uncharted Landscape.
Anemic from your youth.
Fellows lie and deceive
Broken your heart they leave.
Emotionally, a deep, dark well.
Anemic from the truth.
Scars are slow to heal
On hearts that cease to seal.
Oh, my Little one.
Have faith,
All this too shall pass
my precious, anemic Little lass.
08/06 /08
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