Dead Life
She's invisible to the ones that make her that way
A mask is worn over her
Her eyes are a dead black
And no one dares to look into them
Lifeless and Numb, sorrow stretches through her
Yet she still captures air
Red ice pumps through her veins
There's no sympathy for her heart
Lonliness fills her soul
As it is plucked from her
She rests beyond the grave
Where the souls of dead live
poem by Candy Lemons
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