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Aug 2012
Iced over eyes show a hint of despair,
there is no escaping that soul-wrenching glare.
A heart of gold encased in stone,
she has become numb from all the time spent alone.

Holding on to all the things that are real,
though living in another world has its' appeal.
Recollections engage her every thought,
pushing aside phantoms she's already fought.

A fabricated utopia is hard to leave behind,
such a perfect place is impossible to decline.
Heather Danielle Ashley
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Heather Danielle Ashley  27/F/Gilbertsville, Ny
(27/F/Gilbertsville, Ny)   
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