Her eyes are made of cotton
Her skin the living earth
Her bones were made of twigs
And her voice was never heard
No one ever knew her
No one ever will
She was always there
Yet noone dared to tell
Her nose always nose always crooked
Her hair never straight
She was unnoticed
She was gone without a trace
It wasn't like I knew her
It wasn't like I cared
But once I got paced the layers
I couldn't help but stare
She was walking through the hall
She was walking with her kin
And all of a sudden
She was all I had within
Her eyes are made of cotton
Her skin the living earth
Her bones are made of twigs
And her voice was never heard
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