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And Then I am

 thoughts left unlived
scratched on granite
fading graffiti
stared to white

hollow voices
whispering what ifs
wrenched from the cold
outside looking in

muses flown
mocking from clouds
laughter ringing boldly
at scratches on white

nothing bleed from quills
just fancy doodles
day by day
growing more meaningless.
Grace
Written by Grace (Idryad)
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