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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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Walking all alone,

Head down, hair shielding her face.

No one walks beside her.

She hasn't any friends.

She's shut them all out.

They used to care,

But she shoved them away.

Locked herself in her prison,

And threw away the key.

She watches life from the sidelines

Too far away to participate.

Lost in the world of the internet

Too deep to pull free.

Too late, she's realized what she's done.

And looks for a way to return.

But she can't go back to who she used to be.

Though she tries so hard.

She beats her fists against the walls

She built for herself.

But cannot find the key.

She's her own worst enemy.

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hmm this stirs up familiar feelings and memories in me.. very bluntly written, and I'm thinking that almost everyone felt like this at some point... even if unwilling to admit.. *hugs*

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