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by Katelyn Jul 24, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Solitude in Beauty Wrapped in Lace, She knows this well You can see it in her face. No emotion she lets out, Just one smirk to mention that she is irresistible, It gets the men's attention. They flock to her like dogs Each wanting something; that she doesn't want to give, Bribing her with diamond things. This is her life She has no regrets, It is a part of herself that she has well kept. Maybe she will change, I hope someone opens her eyes Break off her chains and walk away, Please, before the end of time. Solitude in Beauty Wrapped in Lace, This is her home Her comfort place.
by Robie Lincer
THis is a nice poem! very true and sad !