how dim and mute the colors in her world have changed
finding light within the darkest of objects
she keeps her mouth shut
for she is to afraid to speak her true feelings towards them
she peers deep down beneath herself
and brings forth a voice
though soft and faint
one hears her cry
she is without a light to call her own
she feels alone and wicked
she will seek and she will find
i n t h e s h a d o w s . . .
cdw-11.28.09
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