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There she stands,
frozen in the rain and storms that cloud her world.
Skin, faint and slightly blue.
Body frozen, stiff and cold.
Her eyes, blind and souless.
Hair soaked and messy, hidden in her hood.
Blood constatly streaming from her body.
Within her hand, clenched a stem of what used to be a rose.
The petals, fallen and black.
Her heart shattered into a million pieces, lay at her feet.
All the memories she has left are of those whom have hurt her, scared her.
She has forgotten her own name and her ability to speak.
She hears the words of those who saw her and were disgusted, who feared her, constantly ringing in her ears.
She is a lost, abandoned, and forgotten girl, hated by the world.
Never again will she show herself to the world.
And so she places mask upon mask until she herslef, forgets who she was.
Such is the tale, of my past.