The Human Shell

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by longingforpeace, Mar 21, 2009.

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  1. longingforpeace

    longingforpeace Active Member

    Her chewing was forced, her chewing mechanical
    Her kisses were cold, her kisses perfunctory
    She lived like a dead woman, she lived like a ghost
    The days were like falling sand, falling away
    Haunted by the days of freedom long gone
    Haunted by the memories of what she used to be
    Assaulted by the realization of the life she'll never have
    Drowning in an Ocean of mistakes undone.
     
  2. justafool

    justafool Well-Known Member

    The shell still has a soul inside. Nice.
     
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