I sit in the off-white corner
Away form the rest of the world
Stare into the computer screen
I see the dark figure
Noir
Engulfed in darkness
Only a little white to show
Knee's pulled up to her stomach
Brown hair
Blue eyes
Yet thats only her appearance
On the inside it's a compleatly different story
Outside she may look strong in many ways
On the inside she is always weak
A heart once full of joy is now black and diseased
A soul once perfect is now full of holes and patches
A mind once strong is now cripled and lying on the floor
She's tying to cure herself of these horrid things
She's trying...
 
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