Her soul feels empty,
Surroundings seem full,
Heart is questioning,
What needs to rule,
Tragedy in turn,
Rain as strong as her tears,
Going cold then feeling a burn,
When they're all really fears,
Her doubts are solid,
Eyes are off the road,
Pains are totally valid,
Innocence sold by the load.
© Poetic Anita Ashwini Shea 2015
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