Midnight stroll

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Black nails, red lips, raven hair
Her mask hiding emotions which were once bare.

The cold seeped through her veins, frozen to the core.
Even though there was silence around her, she could hear her thoughts roar.

Wisps of smoke escaped her lips,
A lighter secured in her fist.

She glanced at the streets around her,
The winds carrying a soft murmur.

Darkness curling around her shoulders,
The air she breathed felt even colder.

Her demons softly whispering thoughts of misery
Only a smile played on her lips, her silence holding mystery;

Wonder why she smiled?
To such thoughts: insane and wild,

She smiled to their presence
Because when everyone saw her as a nuisance,

At the time when she had been all alone,
When her soul needed a home;

These thoughts, demons and darkness
Were what accompanied her in her sadness.

You ask why she is so empty and heartless?
It's for she found her peace in this numbness,
It's because it was now her refuge, her solace  

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