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Mar 2013
The pane of glass in the window
You always look through
but never at.

Heart of sorrow
Beating only from the flow
Of hope through her veins
Under her skin of snow

Voiceless
Silent ears
Of ones around
Never making out a sound
From her lips
A word was never found

She’s invisible.
Written by
Sarah Spencer  United States
(United States)   
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