Sitting with her hands clenched tighly onto the sides of her chair
Every inch of her stiff with the exception of her hair
She eerily stares at a man that isn't there
He never was - she's unaware

She watches the movements of a ghost that haunts her mind
Her past is the only thing present at this time
Tears that are suppose to fall want to fight back and climb
He was only ever a design

The laughter she hears echoes in her head
She wears a sad grin but she wants to smile instead
She wants to feel alive...anything but dead
But she's too broken...she's bruised and she has bled

Her grip gets tighter and her palms begin to bleed
she stretches her mouth and releases a shattering scream
It pierces through nature, breaks through what she wants to see
As she realizes he was nothing but a dream

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