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By Chantal SvenssonPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Her light doesn't shine as bright anymore.

Her spark has turned into a fizzle.

Her heart bleeds rather than bursts with joy,

Her mind isn't there anymore.

Her love is broken like a shattered glass

Millions of pieces lost.

Her faith is nothing but an empty bowl,

That was once filled with water.

She doesn't like to laugh as much because she's scared that it'll be too loud

She cries silently under her breath, as to not bring attention to herself that she's hurt.

She doesn't care if it's day or night because it's all the same her her,

They're all the same and filled with emptiness

They're all the same and filled with sorrow.

Her energy is all but gone,

She can still get up out of bed.

But who she is, is gone for now,

Her soul is soon to be dead.

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Chantal Svensson

23 and just learning about life. Not sure what I want out of it yet but I'm still looking

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