She Hides
She falls asleep without a sound
or so you think
You don't hear her silently weep
No one knows the pain
she feels inside
No one sees the darkness
hid in her eyes
Darkness consumes her
eats her alive
Death would be
a sweet surprise
She speaks not a work
trusting no one but herself
All she wants is to fly
free as a bird
But her wings have been clipped
she stands lonely in the street
Belittled beyond belief
tears roll as blood drips
Bright red blood flowing free
she is no longer in Misery
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