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She is young...

day of emptiness
This is wearing her down
The room her is a mess
Her children safe her mom

She is still but feeling old
Two with different fathers
She sits on the bathroom alone
The shower broke
Her neck

another night of emptiness to wear her down
Naked to the she wraps her sadness in a gown
Her children fast asleep she sears the dark glassy eyes
Choosing among her husband's business ties

"Over!" she cries through rope and silk ties
Beautiful life escaping her young blue
But holds her hand, refusing to let go
Leaving her on the floor

They're still asleep don't her cry
And she's obsessed with rope ends
This time she a stronger tie
With Winnie the Pooh and

She is still but feeling old
A child dying to be a
Now she hangs from the ceiling all
All pressure is falling her

Seeing guilt has her guilt she's raised on disbelief
Merely twenty but with a taste for grief
She has learnt all that is to know about hopelessness
Seeing that no effort in world can stand her test

"Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk
Beautiful life escaping her young blue
And is strong, would never let her fall
Prevents her from breathing till not there at all
But holds her hands, refusing to let go
Leaving her breathing on the

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[Daniel

Seeing guilt has her guilt she's raised on disbelief
Merely beautiful but with a taste for grief
She has learnt all that there is to know helplessness
Seeing that no caring in this can ease her stress

Helpless she lies in ends and undies
Unseeing fixating Eeyore's smile
"Over!" she cries as going unblind
Still in life
Still in troubled mind
The let go, the old house let her fall
her breathing to the hard cold floor
Hitting her head - a broken soul
Red stains on and she's not there at all

she cries for rope ends and silk ties
Beautiful Piglet stands shy behind
Broken she lies undead and
Beautiful
crying young eyes
Blackened and bruised, how to see
at her tooth - crimsoned ivory
Hours they pass this broken china
Red on porcelain
And she's not at all...