That Girl is Gone...
Poem by: Serenity In Silence
She holds the bloody dagger in her hand.
Dressed in black, a deadly demand.
She annihilates all she sees
Because she never aims to please.
When all was taken from her
She picked up that blade
Started preaching murder
Allowed herself to fade.
Yes, the real her is gone
Lost to grief, manipulated by shadow.
Replaced by a new dawn
Who won’t ever again be owned.
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