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A girl who is a young woman , shows anciety.


Submitted:Dec 18, 2012    Reads: 13    Comments: 5    Likes: 1   


She was alone,

Dying, suffering and coughing.

Choking in her own blood.

Slowly breathing.


Pain and blood flow,

Hearts beathing fast.

Heavy breath.

Sinking in dust.


Pale skin,

Fair hair,

And that was her name.

Claire.


She ran and ran,

through wind and rain.

Her beauty was vast.

Blood ran through her veins.


So young and Free.

She swam in the deep sea.

Claire was the woman.

Climbed to the far top , the three.


She was alone,

Dying, suffering and coughing.

Choking in her own blood.

Slowly breathing.





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