The secret, by eleanor maslen Subscribe to rss feed for eleanor maslen

would you like to here a secret? one thats kept inside?
He told me not to tell anyone, when i run and hide.

He tells me that im special, as he strokes my hair,
the other men look weirdly, all they do is stare.

Im his little angel, that what he says to me,
as he bounces me gently, upon his agying knee.

oneday i heard a noise, it was so very loud.
like the doors of hell, opening all around.

I heard people shouting and calling out my name,
i thought that it was him, just another game.

I hid under my bed and held my teddy close
i told him not to be scared as i kissed his soft pink nose.

then a women found me and pulled to her side
its ok now petal, you dont need ever hide.

They put me in a car and took me far away
im so very thankful, i didnt have to stay

my new mummy pulled me close and never let me go
i never new what love was, but now thats all i know.
Posted: 2011-08-26 09:25:47 UTC

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2011-08-26 20:08:25lance
i see a poem of pain u sure write with emotion, hey come on msn someday will ya

2011-08-27 18:31:15eleanor maslen
its not pain. i dont think..i write about life. Not mine, just things i see :)

2011-08-27 21:40:42lance
[email protected],,you make sure the one u gave me is right cuz this is the addy u said 2 add,,,,so yea check it before i do anything else please.