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Sep 2014
I no longer had the words,
I felt vulnerable and unarmed
My heart ached and was constantly alarmed
As if, my fight ended with the destruction of my swords

Treasure were within the reach of my trembled nerves
Severed footsteps on hallow ground,
Walked along the narrowed corridor curves,
Ran further and further away, screaming without saying a sound.

- E.A.F
Elizabeth Fruin
Written by
Elizabeth Fruin  27/F/Durham
(27/F/Durham)   
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