poetryblogofmine

She is in a whole other world.
No this isn’t the part of NYC she is so commonly use too.
She was so pretty.
So easy to look at.
All this is in the past.
She can’t seem to get away from all of her problems.
No its just too hard to get away from the bleek reality that she faces.
No one to care for her because her face is full of scars and her pale look just gets more lighter.
Nothing to hide or mask her appearance.
What can go right ?
No up swings is in the near forecast.
A mere Shelters can only house her for so long.
The limitations that’s holding her back seems to be so strong.
Yes it only gets bigger every waking second.

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