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Lunaria
New Member

since 2007-11-13

Posts 4

0 posted 2007-11-13 08:27 PM

None can see
She is living a lie;
None realize
Her true identity
A vulnerable child, lost.

None witness her pouring tears
Behind the plaster smile;
Torturous screams unheard,
Only empty laughter escapes.
She is trapped behind a mask.

She might be saved,
If just one cared enough
To tread the unknown.
But passing by, none dare
To delve into her truth.

Through pensive solitude
A forgotten girl decides,
To abandon the uncaring.
The taste of ink upon her page,
So bitter, but never sweet.

Thanatopsis,
Not far from reach,
She drifts into its slumber,
Embracing her eternal sepulcher.
And so, a phantom child escapes.

Blinded as the surface breaks,
Piercing light, unexpected.
Is this her fated resting place?
She knows not,
Uncertain fear seeps in.

Sudden engulfing warmth,
Though not the flames of Hell.
A still voice severs the silence,
In disbelief, she is told
That life awaits her return.

A ridiculous thought,
This cannot be as it seems.
For not a single one ere
Had bothered to assist
Her wretched, hopeless soul.

Yet standing before her now,
A wingless angel
With outstretched hand.
Plucking her off the brink,
Never to fall again.

Newfound love,
Nourishes her starved soul.
The pall which once overcast,
Lifts as she realizes,
Someone cares.

Artic Wind
Member Rara Avis

since 2007-09-16

Posts 8080
Realm of Supernatural

1 posted 2007-11-13 08:50 PM

sad, but i enjoyed

Lol
ARCTIC WIND

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