of empty souls and broken chords

a thousand words she yelled,

from the silence of her thoughts

the echo carried on

across the wild in those greenish eyes.

aloof from this world

she lay quiet in her dreams

unable to control

the turmoil within

ripping the pages apart

 the ones of her destiny

she started on a road,

barren; and plain

afar from this disorder

spiriting through her sides,

to a land

accepting of her fantasies.

her journey they all saw

unhappy and torn

fighting an opponent

powered by her soul

she crashed hard,

the world cried foul,

till a bigger tragedy

came home like a tawney owl.


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