Loneliest Girl
The loneliest girl thinks into herself
in dreams of gold soliloquy,
and knows not of her inner grace
that pours forth light
and love at the dawning of new day.
She drinks the nip from fear's chalice,
drowns in quicksand of ire
and realises not her soul
has spurned the decimating dark
and torches with relentless fire.
The loneliest girl has deeper feeling
within the fetters of her heart
and knows not her sensuality
that can lay rule to men
and rend their mind and flesh apart.
She weeps and feels unloved, alone,
steeped in quagmires of distress
and realises not how much
her inner beauty craves release
from prison cells of emptiness...
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