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Her Isolated shadow cast far across the blue
walls of the room.
Forsaken is what they call her, and worst of
all she believes she is.
Her serrated Edges casting all those she
loves away.
her soul is a shade of blue, Azure is what they call it
and you can see it through her eyes.
Their souls are rhodamine red.
lost in a sea of beaming faces solitary takes over
her eyes.
her brows tightly knitted together revealing her
abandoned nature.
her skin family neutral and her skin a glowing vanilla.
she is alone and depression is taking over.
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poems
Poetryi will be writing my own poems and putting them in this book plz don't judge me if they are THAT bad.
