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Darkness fills the space.
The fog pours in.
She feels like a waste.
Impossible to win.

A stab in the back.
A blow to the pride.
A soul painted black.
And nowhere to hide.

Whispers surrounding.
Happiness is torn.
Her heart is pounding.
Her patience is worn.

The sounds are confining.
She's feeling trapped.
Her eyes are shining.
Her heart is snapped.
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RushGalaxy Featured By Owner Dec 2, 2012  Hobbyist Artist
This is so sad, but it is an excellent piece of poetry.

I'm so sorry Turtumy. :( :iconsadhugplz:
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SebastiansMurderer Featured By Owner Dec 3, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
...what she said.
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