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A lonely soul
With long black hair
she hides her eyes
and hunches over far.
Mouthing words
she's often heard
to no one in particular.
The songs still stuck
inside her head
the lyrics still in place.
Though sadness is
not far behind;
she'll never win the race.
The words she's written
on her skin
now nothing more than scars.
Silvery
the tissue shines
it tells us of her wars.
she hides her eyes
and hunches over far.
Mouthing words
she's often heard
to no one in particular.
The songs still stuck
inside her head
the lyrics still in place.
Though sadness is
not far behind;
she'll never win the race.
The words she's written
on her skin
now nothing more than scars.
Silvery
the tissue shines
it tells us of her wars.
Published 17th May 2015
| Edited 18th Sep 2015
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17th May 2015 9:18pm
I really like your poem! Even though you don't have much in the ways of a rhyme scheme it doesn't matter! This is just an example that poetry doesn't need to rhyme to be great! It's always a pet peeve of mine when people say it's not poetry because it doesn't rhyme haha. Anyways good poem! Though I wish the girl (I'm assuming she might be you) is happier. But I also understand the troubles of being in the cycle and wanting to stay there. Love it and keep writing! <3
