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A broken girl.
Silence builds an awful wreckage out of me
It feeds on loneliness
Gray shadows haunt and torment
A teenager is destroyed
There is no sound of laughter or happiness
The little one has thrown in the towel today
Somber, melancholy moods decay the soul
It is futile to hope and dream and pray
Emptiness builds a home in this woman
In this girl, this child where hollows have bred
A deepening sea of nowhereness consumes
And eats away at every connecting thread
Confusion feeds like a savage inside her,
Leaving nothing considered worthy remains
Destined to walk through life less ordinary
Alone, exiled, different and disdained.
5/22/16
By:Emily Grace Morlock
Very dark. I like the
Very dark. I like the extensive use of different words in this one.
thank you!
thank you!