Faith for the future;
A stagnant thought.
A numb body beyond cure;
A lost battle- once fought.
Her restless nights;
Crammed- dreaded dreams.
Mind- enigmatic sounds;
Her- devil within.
Yet she pleads and begs;
For a well again end.
A chance at life;
The savage- Mend.
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Cry me a river, build me a bridge, and do me a favour and jump off it.
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