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Near Death

Purple lips encased by her pale,
cold body broken and petite.
I heard her cry one last
scream of defeat.
Her vacant blue eyes
like a sea of ice.
But awaken, she arose,
she is still alive.
Her heart so lost,
she thought herself dead.
Not being able to stop the weight
I will forever dread.




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Powerful and it conveys a lot.
 
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