Waves

Her cry's are waves of water crashing in.
Wanting needing others to feel the wind.

Her tears will run dry, and soon she will die.
She is wishing to be heard, yet no one can her a word.

The feeling of loneliness lingers near.
Closing in... just like she had feared





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