Entwined and cascaded,
A carousel spins
She gazes at the sky
Wanting,
Craving,
To die.
Her expressionless face cringes at thoughts
Protruding,
Explosions,
Emotions,
Lost.
She drowns in a river of black ink and gold
Words,
Words,
words,
Always and ever untold.
AP
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