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Walking through a forest of
Walking through a forest of thorns Scratching... Cutting... Ripping at her delicate skin Bleeding out the essence of who she was Leaving behind traces...

Feeling cold... Looking to the fading stars for a sign. Searching
Feeling cold... Looking to the fading stars for a sign. Searching for the warmth that tickles your skin on a warm spring day. Out the window only the ...