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Dead Woman
she watched the sun rise
from a corner in her prison
tracing rays of light with emerald eyes
she watched the sun rise
she listened to the children play
outside her tiny cell
voices echoed sounds of life
she listened to the children play
dead woman
sees what’s out of reach
hears but can’t repeat
the sun will rise, the sun will set
she’s still a dead woman
she falls asleep
dreams of running free
wakes up enslaved
she falls back asleep
empty shelves, boxed up things
journals full of what should be
if only she could find the key
maybe she’d be living
dead woman
sees what’s out of reach
hears but can’t repeat
the sun will rise, the sun will set
she’s still a dead woman
from a corner in her prison
tracing rays of light with emerald eyes
she watched the sun rise
she listened to the children play
outside her tiny cell
voices echoed sounds of life
she listened to the children play
dead woman
sees what’s out of reach
hears but can’t repeat
the sun will rise, the sun will set
she’s still a dead woman
she falls asleep
dreams of running free
wakes up enslaved
she falls back asleep
empty shelves, boxed up things
journals full of what should be
if only she could find the key
maybe she’d be living
dead woman
sees what’s out of reach
hears but can’t repeat
the sun will rise, the sun will set
she’s still a dead woman
Published 2nd Oct 2018
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