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Awake
As she awoke from her slumber
She realised it had been fifteen years
She was always awake
But never present
Her tattered soul
In auto pilot
Every ounce of trauma
Clung to her body
Like leeches
Feeding on her sadness
Looking at her reflection
Her soul peeping through
Her happiness has been set free.
She realised it had been fifteen years
She was always awake
But never present
Her tattered soul
In auto pilot
Every ounce of trauma
Clung to her body
Like leeches
Feeding on her sadness
Looking at her reflection
Her soul peeping through
Her happiness has been set free.
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