Megan

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Poetry

She sat in the chair
no soul behind her eyes
or feelings in her stare
as through the window she looked
deep into the sunlight
the world beyond her gaze
the warmth beyond her cold skin
no smile or frown on her face
no damnation no saving grace
the soul has left the breath has gone
the innocence has left her to remain alone...

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