Poem -
She

She was cold
Beneath her skin she was bleeding the color of blueÂ
The darkness of nothing in her heart was true
The things she faced pushed her away
Everything she wanted and needed was no longer there
Only the hunger of fear and lose ends hung up here
Feeling lost and seeing none
Left her facing what is soon to come
Her voice coming undone
Her bones unwindÂ
When everything unfolds she is stuck within time
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