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Apr 2015
She stands here in this place of emptiness
Red is all around, is it love or hate
I see the tears flowing down her face
She is sad like the empty sky on a cold day
No one sees or understands how much she is truly hurting inside, while watching everyone else living their lives with a smile on their face
The tears flow faster and faster
Her shirt is soaked and she doesn’t care
She cries while wishing that someone would open their eyes to her pain
Her soul tries to fly like an eagle or soar like a dove
But it falls down drowning to deep
How can she show them, without saying a word, but tell the truth to her past
She asks herself if she will ever be able to walk away from the confusion of the red
Her face has turned as red as the place that she is in
Her tears tare through her heart draining on the floor
She only wants to find the love that can break her out of this horrible place
But no one sees
Josie Heggaton
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Josie Heggaton  Canada
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