I am an Artist....it is hard for me to stay within the lines....unless I create the lines...but even then it is sometimes hard....for me to stay within the lines that I have created.....
In the darkness she stands so tall for no one can see her or see the tears that stain her face ..... burnt by those whom dwell in the light outside.... all those faces scream such Crucial words to her back making her fall upon allready wounded knees...her spirit cries out in agony and defeat as she crawls to the shadows and again she shall stand tall in the darkness......
she is Determind though.....so she tries again walking back into the cursed light of the world around and again she is struck down....to her wounded knees she falls again...... she thinks with tears striming from her pained eyes....why must the world strike me down....because I am different?........and I should change........No... she says strongly with reganed...hope.... she stands against all the forces of the world and holds tight the balance between light and darkness........
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