Hurting

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They sit there in that one corner. Tied.
Waiting for someone to pull the laces and slip them on.
They are empty, no happiness, no sadness.
Just blank.

They have been replaced, they feel alone.
With nothing to live for.
Nothing to inspire them.
It is as if they have been buried alive.
Buried under a cover that won’t let them out.
They want to escape and start something.
A new life,
but they are trapped.





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