Bitter words
imprint lasting scars
as hope dies and withers
{this is what I've become.}
A solitary creature
with no means for survival-
to die and be forgotten;
ocean's lair.
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Author notesSo my chicka had a really cool pic and I missed out but I decided to do it any ways. This is what I got! A contest entry
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