Frozen
Bitter, dismayed
Forever life's maid
Desperate, heart-broken
Life's only token
Crushed and crestfallen
Life was a burden
Croaking with fear
Her breaths were no more dear
She stood staring in the mirror of hopelessness
Holding her hands stood congealed loneliness
A mystical pain grew out of proportion
Her thoughts entangled in one dark emotion
Scared to death, she shouted
A mist like pandemonium mounted
Lost again she was in her own purgatory
As ever she remained solitary
A quiver run down her spine
And there she froze as a statue divine
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