Chill

Danielle

18 May, 2010 05:15 PM
The 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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