Melancholia

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Just so untouched she had always been,
So untouched she shall be;
The emotions that once swelled inside her,
Are nowhere now to be seen.

Lips pursed tight she sits in a corner,
Into the hollow she stares;
No dreams, no hopes, no expectations,
There isn't a sign of a demeanor.

Just so untouched she had always been,
So untouched she shall be;
Once there lived a pretty damsel,
Her life's melancholy akin a solitary stream.

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