Standing in the bleach smelling room
Tears run down her face;
giving the feeling of sitting outside
in the summer with ants
crawling on you.
she touch's the now
almost lifeless face
a gasp of sorrow
filled air breaks out of her mouth.
she pushes away curtains
to escape the room.
A veil of calmness comes over
her face .
She enters again
The sound of the machine
like thunder in her ears
Eyelids as if clouds
holding back the next
storm til it breaks
when she says the last
good-bye
A contest entry
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Comments
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oh, this's very sad, but u expressed it well
Thnx for entering & Best of Lucl
GloriousGift
Hebz -
woah. i love this. you have done wonders with this- it's very well done. thank you for editing. this is so far one of the best in the contest. loved it (:
keep it up. best of lucks in the contest.
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