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what I had in my personal poetry book |
| Hunched in a corner No one to worn her of what lies ahead she's waiting in dread her eyes adjust to no light everyday she puts up a fight trying to break free ending in misery to her dismay in the darkness she'll stay waiting for a savior to came and save her not a day goes by when she doesn't cry wondering why she can't see the sun even play or run instead she's enclosed by Darkness |