
Damned
by Diana Dark
There’s somewhere, a being out there on this earth
Whose knowledge of life is a place full of dirt.
She lives all her days, the few ones she has
Day after day no looking beyond her end
The world is a death and a cloud full racked sky
With no high end smiles and no rabid light
And still she considers the debt of her soul
Being lost and far away out of reach.
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