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so cold

so dark

so alone



she sat there waiting

waiting for someone

anyone

to come set her free

free from this hell

in which she was trapped



she tried again

but couldnt get free

the chains that bound her tighten



finally

she fell in a slump upon the cold floor

she finally admitted defeat

no matter how hard she tried

she'd never be free of this hell



alone she would live

never knowing the feeling

feeling of being loved

of knowing how his hand felt

as it brushed her cheek

or how his lips tasted

as he kissed her



alone in this personel hell

alone with out his love