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Tears Of Crimson:
Tears of crimson
Stream down her face
What has been?
What took place?
Her eyes once filled with life and joy
No longer shining
Her face seldom aware
She does not see the binding
That is there
Her speech has left
Her soul has gone
Trapped in a world
Never seeing dawn
The pettles curled
Of roses once red
By twilight tomorrow
Will she be dead?

Trapped:
Shadowed souls
And tethered tears
Naked glances
Hidden fears
Wonder always
What might have been
Of feathers cast into
The fickle wind
An entrance to
A hidden way
Where shadows dance
And feathers play
With chains unbound still here I stay
Velvet blackness
Shaft of light
A ghost girl trapped
In endless night



That's all I'll type up for now....please give feedback.