Moving Statue

by JS Creeper   May 9, 2005


An emotionless girl
Ghost with white skin
A piercing look
Through black eyes
A fake smile
Plastered on

This is her
This is what she has become
A moving statue
A robot come to life
Day by day she goes
Each day passes with no change

Every little move
Done on autopilot
She no longer has emotions
Just pretending to be there
A mask in place
Emotions no longer exist

What created this statue?
The one she loved
What caused her to freeze?
A broken heart
Will she ever come back?
We may never know

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