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Her frame has been remade

In one too many little shapes

Casting alongside depressed

Fractured tidbits of her mold.



Plans awating perpetually

Ideas so absurd and vain

Deceptive forces are at play

Concealed emotions can't convey.



She shelters beneath a sorrow

Pain chastises all her faith

Thoughts running out of space

Mind insecured weary and vague.