She

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She lays 

Rocking boat
Roaring waters
Seasick of these intense emotions
They calm down as the Sirens wail
in the salted air

Splintered hardwood floor 
She does not know how much she 
could take anymore 
"Through thick and outstretched thin, I will stay"
 they promised

Shipwreck 

All alone 

Jagged rocks 

Bleeding palms 

Sand-filled hair 

Sea salt lungs

Now stranded,

Tucked away from backstabbing words
So much for a smooth sailing cruise
Still cut up and bruised

Blank glassed over stare

Cold words
Sharp tongue
She no longer looks young
Eyes sunken
Always misspoken
Pale skin
Always being told to look within

Demons now guard her poorly handled heart
No longer bright
No longer giving access to the key
Holding onto past tokens brought
to her by the Thief



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