This is her dystopian
Inner universe in which reality
Runs in reverse, a twisting, turning
Roller coaster ride
Eyes shut, lips pursed.
She would do anything
To keep from screaming.
A distraction, A freak show.
She never saw that little girl grow
Alive, she watched her thrive
She died at the point
at which water freezes
And the verdict was read
but that little girl
Was still dead
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October 26, 2008 at 5:43 am
Louise
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