Heavy Heart

Posted on May 15, 2012

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The drab browns and greys
Stare back at her through their eyes
The blue from high above
Hidden by the clouds so rough
The water falls washing away
All it’s seen in the day
She sits and stares at this view
Feeling drowned, feeling blue
Thinking of the day to come
She should’ve packed up and run
But the mind spoke to her instead
The heart silenced almost dead
She had a chance to jack it in
But caught again in the ring
She wonders if chances will come again
She has to hope to leap that fence
There she sits trying to eat
No appetite her soul does bleed
Two daemons fight within
Forever and eternal they do grin

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