The taxi driver was waiting to fill out his car and they arrived….They were going to leave the little girl with gray green eyes to live in the orphanage
I hardly succeeded in turning my eyes to other way in order to control my anger
They were exactly hyenas....
And the girl: not beautiful, not innocent, not calm, not sad,
just angry she was and shouting and talking and objecting, while they were laughing and shouting to her objections
Then I remembered once more, who I may love: a child, left alone between wild beasts of the society
Monday, January 23
remembering
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where was it?
when did happen?
the day before yesterday,
and on my way to home!
why askin?
cuz its too bitter to believe that...
cuz I know when you're seprate from the family,you're like a plant that had lost its root...(even I know I have their love...)
cuz I can't belive the existence of such time & such crime...
just existance of such places is a proof for such crimes for many times.......
don't be mistaken......u r too far in ur feelings from that girl....the similarity is just in living between other people for a while....................no one has left u alone....thinnk about the ones who had left her, u can't be less angry
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