Her Room
Only whispers filled her mind.
Gone the girl with light in her eyes.
No longer dared she look into the mirrors image.
Childish laughter echoed from barren walls.
Silently watching shapes and shadows that played out her life
Water stains like tears spoke of her life’s passings.
The once lovely paper in vibrant patters now faded and torn.
The four walls made by herself.
Each day staring for seconds hours years.
Soon the pale wallpaper of time would fade to nothing.
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