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Girl of the Cliff

No words can ease the pain of a broken soul, nor the soul of a broken past.

Sitting there so silently
no noise from her
people walk by
not a glance at the girl in blue.
Rises from the bench
floating down the street
people bump into her
no apologies made.
Stops at iron gate
music seeps through bars
slips inside, shivers and turns
staring with grim eyes.
People stand and weep
black shadows the frail
staring at the coffin eyes empty and unbelieving.
Walks away from crowd
out from within the bars
floating to the cliff vast upon the sea.
Stands at the edge
falls over again her screams pleading and unheard.

(2013)

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