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Doomed
I sat on the edge of the rain cloud
I watched her fumble in the darkness
Half broken smile practiced on her face
Hot tears tinged deep in buried pain
In search of a tender box to mend
A coffin of feathers for her heart
A bed of velvet for her soul
And nothing left but the shell
Of something that once glittered
In the end, it was lost
Somewhere along the way
She learned it would never happen
The radiance of a true smile
Was long faded with the desert
I sat on the edge of a broken canvas
I watched her fall into the soot
I saw it stain her life
It burned into the veins that bled
It turned her world to ashes
At that exact moment she knew
She felt it in the pits of everything
I saw that she was doomed.
