Monday, January 12, 2009

Dust in her face,
Bitter smile on her lips,
Locked chain in her hands,
Unseen coz she hides it with untrue beam,
Although she’s trapped by misery,
She always wants to break free.

Daylight feels so dark,
Hunted by something in her head,
But it’s not her, absolutely,
Night arrive, ruined herself,
Please somebody,
Help this little girl.

Soul conflict, she can’t find herself,
Make believe that this is not the end,
Of one life struggle to get through,
She fights the darkness, pain, misery and despair.

Fight! To your last breath,
Crash! All the wall before you,
Fight! The spirits live forever,
To be true, no more gloom.

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