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Chapter 1 - Untitled

This is about a book I read once in summer school about this girl Helen Sullivan.

Chapter 1 - Untitled

Chapter 1 - Untitled
My Poem About Helen Sullivan

In this dark and stormy place,
There is a girl who has no face
She may be blind, deaf and a mute,
Everyone in her parh she wishes to shoot you.
May, not live the melony of her song,
But shes just afraid and strong
She does'nt understand others,
Emotions and it's causing alot of commotions.
She feels imprisoned in darkness,
And she gets dark from her sickness
like a wild animal with so many flows,
She trys to climb the wall of life with her claws.
Her sickness is like a raising coffin,
And her tainted ways are the only
Goals she can accomplish,
She may be silent, but inside she has alot to say.
When she expresses herself
that will be the day to be happy,
And see the light but until then she'll be consealed in the night.
If you want to release her you have to get inside,
But first make sure your hands are untied of all the strings
That may be attached who knows her attention,
You may have catched if you try anything could happen.
You see she is as orginal as me,
Oneday she will overcome her defection
And it will make alot less tentions.




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