Her Face Is Shadowed By Hate And Darkness. Never Feeling As If She Existed With The Rest Of The World. A Ghost Among The Living. Her Soul Is Broken; Never To Be Replaced Again. She Walks On The Street Face Down. Never Does She See A Welcoming Face. Whispers Linger In The Air & Rumors Fly. She Knows She's Far From Perfect. Her Life Hasn't Felt Complete. She Wakes Up Disconnected From The Universe That Once Accepted Her And Her Thoughts. Her Eyes Are Sheltered By Hands That Previously Gripped Her In Their Grasp. Her Heart Is Masked By A Stone Cold Exterior Which Has Been Shattered Over & Again. It's As If She's Searching In The Night For Someone To Befriend. The Gates Of Heaven Have Opened Up To Her & Welcomed Her In When No One Else Would. At This Moment Something Happened That Never Should. Now She Is Safe & In Total Serenity. She Is No Longer A Ghost Among The Living; It's As If She Lost Everything About Her Identity.
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