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"an escape"

  • Writer: and the moon speaks again
    and the moon speaks again
  • Apr 30, 2021
  • 1 min read

Her face grows cold and pallid

and her arms become numb,

she falls to the ground

and the water begins to surround;


the sky and the water begin to mix

as she lie there and waits

for her eventual peace-


she desired an escape

from the place she hated the most,

she cried hot tears

and screamed at the ghosts;


until one day she finds herself

at last

under the sea of the worries and fear.


 
 
 

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