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And it started so Suddenly, Just like a raging storm, But of strange thoughts, Rushing in so unsequentially, Causing internal conflicts. The, she is pulled By a force stronger than her She screams, no sound is heard She cries, no tear is shed She cuts, no blood is smeared The tale of someone, not Meant to be shared She calls for help, No one to consider She falls, Feeling lonely and helpless, Dejected and defenceless, The final wave of hopelessness Crashing down her mindset She bears her pains in silence Utterly defeated Finally, a voice is seen It's song, flawless and fearless 'Fear not, for I am with thee' She staggers to her feet And stumbles out of oblivion Back to the way she was ..... Or is she? ~She is
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