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''by Mia Braun'' <poem style="border: 2px solid #113e60; background-color: #cee5f6; padding: .5em;"> The misty night sky loomed overhead Leaving the fog underneath, mislead; The mucky grass, twitching with the wind It was all silent Yet, take a closer look through the dense veil There is a shadow hurtling Moving with the cover of dark A girl, once a star The dress, the one she wears The one that used to be so fair Now faded, ragged and colorless Matched her teary eyes, once full of childhood bliss She dropped to her knees, no care for the mud Her soul, stained with scars of blood No one was near, to hear her falling tears Nor listen to the pain of her screaming heart. The dark and emptiness encircled her; Yet she closed her eyes to see it She had tried to hide her pain But the act was impossible to keep Hope had left her Left her in a blurr A knockout, a haze Only, she still kept asking Where was this little light that glowed? The face of hope that wouldn’t show? The medicine to heal her acid tears Dripping from her face, raising her fears Where was this little light? The freezing warmth gave her no comfort All she wanted now was to lock away the keys of the doors to her heart— Which had already been torn apart Nobody asked her if she was alright Nobody saw the fire in her lungs that ignites The fears, the pressure, the element Pushing her down on her knees, was it not evident? Nobody asked her if she was alright No matter—even if they did, she would say Everything was alright, she was alright Nothing was wrong Yet nobody asked her if she could prolong All she wanted now was To never let anyone in, for fear they’d part again How could she do this twice? How could she pay that price? On her inside there was this burning, A screaming voice yearning, For the truth of what fate had done Had it really taken away that someone? She looked up at the sky for help, searching the stars for an answer There was none Death had won How could she have known on the day they met, That this would only be a Romeo and Juliet </poem> [[Category:Poetry]]
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