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A damsel beckons to be heard
Saddened Andra hides underneath her blackened hair
Abandoned by the one’s she loved
No longer harvesting joy or flicker a sweet smile
Brooding loneliness nothing felt but pain
Words not spoken just taciturn
Her failures make her crumble
She vows to see another
But how could she when no one will see her
Her face has been smirched of its glow
Conceded from her inner struggles
With a lack of confidence she bows to others
But only seen as a harlot upon the earth
Sacrificing her morals, she’s hollowed inside
I plot to have her by my side
So I can be content and fill my voids
My emotions begin to flutter, I become possessive
To grasp her by the wrist, and wash away my fate
I have a feeling of dismay
Gae into me and kill my vices
The way I feeling is baffling
Now my heart goes thin within a feverous sting