She Withers In The Wind

There's a girl,

A friend of mine,

So sane she looks,

Insane in mind.

 

Pain she withstand,

Fragile her body,

Surround by many,

Still calling somebody.

 

Bloom so lovely,

With little sin,

In the end,

She withers in the wind.

iocustheoda iocustheoda
18-21, F
3 Responses Mar 6, 2010

To KnightRexdan:<br />
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Thanks for the up. Well, unless I turn into a boy overnight, it seems less chance. She is quite adamant that only someone really, really special ( as in a boyfriend) that could save her. me? I'm just one of the girls.<br />
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She's still a nice friend though

Thanks for the comment. You can say that. She's a friend of mine, and yes, she's still alive. This is what I get when I always observe her. She is a friendly person by her actions, but you can feel that she is inadvertently putting a distance from the people surrounding her. Which is, including me.<br />
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I also have a feeling that even she cannot understand what is her problem, thus making it harder to talk about, as she don't know what is to talk about.

unusual piece, someone close to you or you? Serious subject but written in a way one can digest - a bit sad, it makes you think....Thanks for sharing.