She

Listless, her eyes dimmed in the darkness

Froze, the touch of her hand

Lustless, the love that she hoped for

Afraid to rise and stand

As dawn broke and yellowed the sky

I heard a gentle teardrop, as she cried

For a pain that was deep and dark

A pain she was wont to live by

In silence she finds a friend

In lonesomeness a bit of solace

Troubled eyes belie her guise though

As she tries again to find her place

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