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May 30, 2011

A Sad Poem

by Jad Scout

So I look at the beauty in lack

She flows like a river stream intact

But shines like the white in black

Born like that accustomed to the fact

So burned she feels inside

So cold she looks outside

They observe her with fear

Sit closer to her because they want to hear

If her heart could sudden-beat

but what she is dried of is the tear

Suddenly the wheel is steered

Her heart woke up and is able to read

Now all is left is for her man to lead

So few those men that will understand her needs

Abused and used abused like property on due

This is her pressure she tastes it like pleasure

So few those men that will understand her needs

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