Soul
She is trapped like a mannequin in a glass window. Searching for new shoes, new hats, new
clothes with hopes it will make her soul new and light. Swimming in a dark pool, under
water. beautiful on the outside and ugly within. Ugly secrets for a beautiful girl. Dark shades
to camoflague her face. It does no good. feel her green blue eyes piercing through your skin
anyway. I hang my head to the side and lean on her to give my support. My best friend. My
dark comrade. The devil to my angel. Its only when things aren't going that badly that we
forget. Longing for the days laughter and friendship. No more black tears falling down to land
on the white couch. White everywhere. Surrounded in white , dressed in pain. She'll miss
me. The blood pumps through my veins. Angry at the darkness that has swallowed her up.
The moment pleasantly scary. The moment frozen in time. Frozen like the girl with green
blue eyes. Holding my breath because I've treasured her all these years and now I must let
her walk on her own.
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