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Alone Again

Dreams take on wings and fly away
Parasitic green, paints window panes
In a heap of, once white, torn strands 
of happiness she begs tear ducts,
for just one more time.

Overgrown fingernails,
despair and gloom.
Swollen stomach and
matted hair.
Sitting in a castle of tombs,
she longs to fly way.

A bit of blue through a little,
insect nibbled hole in the wall
lends her hope in spurts,
but night always falls,
and leaves her alone again.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Date: 3/26/2016 2:51:00 AM
Maren Johnson, this is a deep write, thank you for sharing. SKAT
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Date: 3/25/2016 5:46:00 PM
A heartfelt write, enjoyed reading. Maren... linda
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