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She is young...

day of emptiness
This life is her down
The around her is a mess
Her children with her mom

She is young but feeling old
Two children with different
She sits on the bathroom alone
The shower broke
Her hurts

Then another night of emptiness to her down
Naked to the she wraps her sadness in a gown
Her children fast asleep she sears the dark with glassy
Choosing carefully among her business ties

"Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk
Beautiful life escaping her young eyes
But holds her hand, refusing to let go
Leaving her breathing on the

They're still asleep don't her cry
And she's still obsessed rope ends
This time she a stronger tie
With the Pooh and friends

She is still young but old
A child to be a mother
Now she hangs from the all alone
All is falling from her

Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she's on disbelief
Merely twenty but with a taste for grief
She has learnt all there is to know about hopelessness
Seeing that no effort in this world can her test

"Over!" she cries through ends and silk ties
Beautiful life her young blue eyes
And Winnie is strong, never let her fall
Prevents her breathing till she's not there at all
But holds her hands, refusing to let go
her breathing on the floor

[Johan

[Daniel

Seeing guilt has her guilt she's raised on disbelief
twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief
She has learnt all that there is to about helplessness
that no caring in this world can ease her stress

Helpless she lies in rope and undies
eyes fixating Eeyore's smile
"Over!" she as she's going unblind
Still in this
Still in troubled mind
The ceiling let go, the old let her fall
Dropping her breathing to the hard cold
Hitting her - a broken china soul
Red stains on and she's not there at all

Breathing she cries for rope ends and silk
Beautiful eyes Piglet shy behind
she lies undead and unblind
Beautiful
Beautiful young eyes
Blackened and bruised, how to see
at her tooth - crimsoned ivory
Hours they pass this broken soul
Red on porcelain
And she's not at all...