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the way the light in her eyes suddenly disappears
the way her words leave her lips
the way her springing legs stop
the way her thumping heart is gone
the way was there and now is not
as i run down the halls every witch way i turn all i can hear is abuse flying at me from all around,
with each name a little shard of my hope that  things will get better
that one day i'll find happiness,
it starts to leave me one shard at a time an till all that is left is a drip of what used to be a ocean
the closer i get the more names I'm called the more i just want to fall in to  obis and stay there
away from abuse
away from hope
away from the world

i reach my room
collapsing on my bed my last shards of hope drip down my face within my last tear, i mutter two simple words with my last breath
"i'm sorry"
her hair skims her back like seagulls over water
her eyes light up the night like stars are inside her
her heart thumping like an elephants step
her will to stay away
her feet never lose beat
her drive to run,
run away from him
his hair dances with the wild animals
his eyes roar with the howling wind
his heart pounds like the thumping waves
his feet running like the pounding  flame
his courage never ending
his whole body kindling the excitement
his pray just minutes from death
the wind kisses my cheeks
the ground clears my path
the plants bares fragrances
the fire slowly sings
the water crawls down the trees
the world treasures me
for
i am the daughter
The cold wind shatters me inside
as the darkness takes my life
the frost starts to spider up my skin
the soul that was there  is now nothing within
the tarp just holding as a house
the empty pockets, empty wallets
as if a mallet has taken my life
this is how it is now
as i am poor

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