Stolen Life

Ne black morning I awoke.

I was here and she was gone.

The day the world stopped turning.

^ This is such an interesting start to the poem.. You make the reader think about this, and who she is, maybe a friend or someone close to you. Or maybe it is you in a past life. A happier time or a time when you were truly happy.

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Her pain was so painful,
and her heart knew nothing more
than a life sleeping with the devil.

^ Love the continuation of the first stanza here, because it tells more about the main character and the life she has lived, sleeping with the devil to me means that she has lived a life of hell or somebody has made her life hell. She has never known happiness.

So many hopes and dreams
of the person she wanted to be,
but her life was stole,
she never had the chance to go that far
and find out who she really was.

^ This person has never had the chance to live her life the way she has wanted to. All of her hopes and dreams we dashed by someone whom she cared about.

No one knew her soul,
no one saw her heart,
yet everybody in the world
now knows her name.

And I will never see her face again.

^ No one knew the golden heart and soul she has. This person was someone you called dear. Overall this poem does an excellent job in letting try the feelings out. You stayed consistent with the meaning and it flowed so well. 5/5