Silken threads spun in the dark corners of her mind entangle her, trap her in ancient memories where she is stuck.abandoned.confined.strands she wipes from her face only to discover they cling to her hands.body.being.unable to break free, she sits on the cold stone floor of her past and bows her head, not in prayer.in Despair.in all her blue.skies above look down and weep.tears.puddle under her, sink into the cracks of her soul, river down into the deep crevices of her broken heart, and drown her.in.Misery. Ash from her shame.dust from their blame.cover.webs of intricately woven lies.shadow her. disappear her. forget her. as the sun shines above.beneath the cobwebs.

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