I feel so lonely:
So cold,
So numb,
I cannot breathe.
Each breath I breathe in
Is as sharp as knives,
Stabbing my heart over
And over.
Loneliness is painful.
Pain taking over:
I cannot see.
Is this because of this?
This pain I feel,
This sorrow,
This hate.
Forever imprisoned inside my own shell.
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The Healer of Lost Souls
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As I look up to the moon, black feathers rest upon my head.
I then grow my wings to join them.
I then grow my wings to join them.