I am always appreciative of a good poet.
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Immersed in the silence…
Standing high above…
Away from all the chaos…
With the view of a dove…
Looking down upon them…
Invisible to them all…
The only time they’ll notice…
Is when the ground halts her fall…
She doesn’t know how she got here…
Her day has been a blur…
But the voices keep on talking…
And she’s no strength left to defer…
As this moment has been coming…
She’s grown darker by the day…
Her demons kept tormenting…
Her depression wouldn’t go away…
She’s been looking for an answer…
She’s been praying for a sign…
An end to her inner turmoil…
By some heavenly design…
But the gods have not listened…
Despite all the preachers lies…
Leaving her no other option…
But to sever all her ties…
And as she stands there gazing….
At what lies far below…
She thinks of her family…
Who just didn’t want…
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