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My first poem :3

Submitted:Oct 8, 2012    Reads: 35    Comments: 5    Likes: 1   

Her breathing was heavy.

Her weapon at the steady.

She has watched everyone disappear.

Even the ones she held so dear.

She knows she can't win.

The battle caused by her sins.

The opponent is unbeatable.

As it isn't seeable.

The demons are in her head.

The monsters that turned her heart to lead.

It has controlled her for many years.

But now she is ready to change the gears.

She is battling herself.

The one who took away her health.

It happened so fast.

Long ago in the past.

That haunted her ever since.

As seconds slowly ticked.

The Good News: she survived.

The Bad News: so did they.


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