A timeless tale of love and hate;
A ghastly sorry of ones fate.
Cries and sobs to go unheard,
All her dreams are becoming blurred.

Running to a destination unknown,
A once soft heart; is now of stone.
Memories of hate and pain,
Slowly, leading her to be insane.

Hiding in the safety of shadows,
A fear of running into ancient foes.
Becoming lost with every thought,
She becomes more and more overwrought.

A life becoming a nightmare;
A reality all to hard to bear.
Desiring to escape this entity,
She begins to plot the end of her identity.

A rope of silk and nylon,
Now hangs in the middle of a lawn,
Gently swinging from side to side;
She found away, for her pain to subside. . .
 
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