At the top of her lungs
Begging the world
To hear
Her voice trembles
As she forms the words
Of all she needs
To say
The sky
Is filled with
A million thoughts
Each one
Escaped into the night
Her head
Not ready to admit
That she desires
More of the world
She tries
To capture back her dreams
Floating gently
On the clouds
Eyes well
With tears not cried
As old pains
Still cut deep
She hears
The echoing
Of a ticking clock
Reminding her
That time flies past
Deep down
She knows
There's just one chance
To reclaim the life
She lost
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