June 1, 2011
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Crowds of people, empty civilian.
Time stands still, it finally consumes.
Feeling so lonely in oblivion
Can't see a soul in these empty rooms.

Blurred vision and salty tears.
Slowly but surely unwrapping.
Shell deteriorates, she fears.
Her safety net shredding.

She walks ahead, life is rough
It overpowers her might
She's a fighter, won't give up
Swift moving legs, she takes flight

Soaring above, away from all vice.
Finally weightless and free
Where isolation is the sole price.
And beauty becomes her key.

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