Her dress is town,
Bruises line her legs,
On a day much too hot
She hides the welts on her arms,
She ignores it if you ask
Or gives a line from rehearsal,
But her eyes seem to beg,
So brave yet so young,
Living two different lives,
One a secret nightmare,
The other filled with broken smiles
Broken Smiles
Posted by
Holly Elizabeth-Jean
Aug 23, 2009
Labels: Child Abuse
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