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Comfort
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L'enfant de la Lune PM
A child succumbed by the darkness in which her life has become.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Poetry - Words: 105 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 07-08-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2387633
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In the darkness a child stirs,
shadowed by confusion and hate.
She shakes as the voices get louder,
the voice you love, but in a second
want to silence forever.
The child,scared,
knowing whats to come.
The yell stops in mid sentence
then...silence.
The footsteps, drawing nearer,
thudding against the wooden floor.
The child freezes,
and moves into the darkness
her last chance for comfort.
Thud, thud...
the steps draw nearer,
and stop outside the door.
Light poors from the doorway.
And the child,
is an empty shell.
Her soul, devoured.
What will be, has never happened,
and all that happened...is lost...

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