Chill
Danielle
18 May, 2010 05:15 PMThe warm sun touched her face But she didnt feel a thing The cold air had begun to race But she doesn't feel the sting There are people laughing People crying People singing And people dying But still... She feels immune To the feelings and actions her She feels that soon there will be light no longer Along with the soul Tha seems to diminish An the dark hole that has no finish Dark halls that have no end And wounds that dont mend
Tags: Solitude
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