31 january 2012
Isolated
Shes sitting there
Alone inside.
Where is the world?
She wants to hide.
Anguish fills,
Her tear soaked eyes.
Sitting there
She does not cry.
A hidden fear
Upon her lips.
A broken dream,
To reminiss.
A cry for help,
From beneath her soul.
Blood falls from
Her gapping hole.
A silent mutter,
Escapes her lips.
A hopeless lie,
Her heart it rips.
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