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Author: Lady-Poeticro
Fiction Rated: T - English - General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 02-11-09 - Updated: 02-11-09 - Complete - id:2634135

She is like a never ending story
Trapped in her own misery
Being played in the world
Of the fame and fortune

Her beauty was being recognize
Only by her looks
She is being terrorize
From the inside out
And she has yet found
The needle prick
She had inside her

Pulling her away
From us who’d always stay
Dear to her

She is lost
And can’t be saved
We were forgotten
But it is her
We will always love her still

Her lustrous lips
On her had make her such
And light beams shone on her
Like a private beach
Being secluded from her love ones
And trapped amongst her peers

She was being sucked
Into her paper doll world
Perfect from top to toe
As her silk attire
Has made her laughed
Numbed towards any words
That now is making her weak

She is lost
And can’t be saved
We were forgotten
But it is her
We will always love her still

She'll be missed



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