Exhaustion seeps through the bone,
The marrow is soaked, compromised...
The purity within no longer necessary,
The actions are forever in her soul.
And through the night, the rain remains
So cold, so distant and so dark.
The lover's words no longer dis-concerning,
No one calmed her down, not yet...
No one can say a word to her today
The secret world she lives in is so far,
The secret life she lives in secrecy.
Her journal is tainted with her tears
She's been deprived of sleep for years,
But one thing she falls back on now
Is knowing that tomorrow's gone
And from her grasp her worries fall,
As she enjoys the fight, the brawl
For when the sun sets every day...
She's still forgotten...
Eventually.
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