fears and tears

stolen words

Folder: 
open door's

Stolen words shameful thoughts. Destructive action dieing soul. Words flow like poison in her veins. Gasping polluted air, lungs rotten to its core. Heart beats out of tune as if death is near. Shadows of darkness over flow taking all the light she has. Left on the ground body lifeless with no hope fears and tears has claimed her once again 

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