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A fragile face
a tainted soul
she sits alone
the air so cold
a trickle of water
falls down her cheek
breathing in deeply
her body feels weak
a candle burns
a gentle glow
light touching her softly
her shadow below
a chilling breeze
passes by
the candles flame flickers
and out goes the light
darkness consumes
the girls only hope
fragile is her face
tainted is her soul