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Knight Stars. Shining Night.
With skin like broken glass, and a heart still intact. She carefully breaks the surface.
Her pulse runs far too fast and she knows she can last. But she carries on.
She's patching up her mask, tonight she feels abstract. There is no purpose.
Now she can't go back, she holds a blade she forgot to retract. Now she's just gone.
Her pulse runs far too fast and she knows she can last. But she carries on.
She's patching up her mask, tonight she feels abstract. There is no purpose.
Now she can't go back, she holds a blade she forgot to retract. Now she's just gone.
Published 4th Jun 2015
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Anonymous
4th Aug 2015 3:04pm
"She's patching up her mask, tonight she feels abstract. There is no purpose. " That conveys the feeling, if it can be a feeling, so well. That strange automated way of functioning as though no more senses exist, but you still move on. Great line there.
5th Aug 2015 5:55pm
wow, that comment itself sounds like a poem, a better poem than mine XD thank you, I do like that line a lot myself.
