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Copyright Sera
Tears fall in vain:
a plea unanswered
from a voice half-heard.
Sobs wrack a being near invisible:
a plea unheard
from a soul mourning it's own death.
Blood drips from an open wound:
a plea noticed too late.
My plea.
My voice,
My soul,
My blood.
Too late.
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