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Thoughts of failure,

Searching for some inner strength.

Spiralling, as emotions start feeling tense. 


As her skin grows paler,

Her state of mind fades frailer,

Followed by the random outburst of erratic “unexplainable” behaviour.


She was never lucky enough to find a saviour,

Hope gone so she finally picked up that razor.

She was later found deceased, now happily with her creator.

Why couldn’t anyone see she was broken before it was too late to save her?


• Artwork by https://charllieearts.deviantart.com/art/Lost-soul-603445759?offset=50


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Charlotte Thomas-Rowe

Thu 28th Jun 2018 22:26

Thank you all?

Big Sal

Sun 27th May 2018 23:20

Like Anya said, very powerful piece here.?

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Hannah Collins

Sat 12th May 2018 20:41

Tragic that people didn't notice.
Thought provoking poem.


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