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She sat in a chair and had a blank stair

She sat in the chair
and had a blank stare

There she was she could not stand
Because of life’s internal demand.
Dark as her soul and sad as her heart.
Her lips distained, bitter, tart.
She sat down on the chair and frowned.
All her strife’s twirling around.
Her head heavy with this gone wrong
Yet no one would listen to her sad, painful song.
Wishing for release from mortal bonds
The evil that plagued her responds
They will find her in her chair
With nothing more than a blank stare.

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  • wolf
    May 1, 2008
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    wow. great poem. talk to me if you ever want. i'll be here for ya if you need anyone