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Crystalline eyes,
He stared down at her,
whispering words of possesion, "You are mine."
She's caught up in despair,
curled up in alittle ball near the corner of a windowless room.
Her mind clicking up thoughts, wondering if anyone will care.
She's wishing she could just will herself to a new place,
the painful menace was someone she once loved,
But now she has to hide the bruises on her face.
People at work are starting to notice the cuts,
they all worry and wonder when it's going to end.
It ended when it was her coffin lid he shut.
 euya · Sun Dec 31, 2006 @ 12:35pm · 0 Comments |
