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A breath slowly stopping,a heart stops beating.
A harsh silence falls then the creak as the rope swings and sways as the
bone-chilling breeze pierces the air.
Night comes and none has noticed she has gone missing.She has disappeared
and no one cares.
the next day dawns arises with feigned worry for the lost girl."she
must be so afraid" they said,voices ringing with false sympathy and
pity.
Oh how she had loathed that fake love and tenderness.
She couldn't take it anymore. The lost girl put on a dress as black as
death itself and went it the old oak tree,with it towering branches,bare
from the harsh winter weather.
Using not but her nails she carved her last thoughts and words into it.
' And all that glimmers is gold,just bits of flash that will never
stand the test of time.There is no hope or love,for there was none to begin
with.As I now lay my weary soul to peace I wish upon you the hell you have
caused me.Peer through the looking glass and see the true me.'
Now the steady drip,drip,drip from her bloody and torn nails was that only
sound in the bleak eternity.
Take heed the words of the lost girl. Peer through the looking glass and
gaze into the real world beyond.All is not sugar coated as it may seem.
as you see this,think of the words of the lost girl. Think of me as you hear
the drip of blood and creak of gnarled branches. Hear my voice in the
whispers of the wind and her my words one final time
 
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