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The price for her disbelieving
She has lost her vision
Sightless of the next collision
Unable to look beyond the past
About things she knows were not meant to last
Focus hurting
Negative thoughts sprouting
From the soil that once birthed her soul
Darkening the seeds now falling
Tears moistening and penetrating her nakedness
She is digressing
Feeding her fears of disappearing
Whilst she is transitioning
Longing to be visible
Contemplating the unthinkable
No one yet that will heal her pain
Her disdain
For letting the darkness in
Allowing it to win
This is the price for her disbelieving
Sightless of the next collision
Unable to look beyond the past
About things she knows were not meant to last
Focus hurting
Negative thoughts sprouting
From the soil that once birthed her soul
Darkening the seeds now falling
Tears moistening and penetrating her nakedness
She is digressing
Feeding her fears of disappearing
Whilst she is transitioning
Longing to be visible
Contemplating the unthinkable
No one yet that will heal her pain
Her disdain
For letting the darkness in
Allowing it to win
This is the price for her disbelieving
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