Poem I

By: Lauren Frawner

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Indifferent eyes

Scan into my soul.

Unabashed lies:

No trait there to extol.

Mist clouds my vision as

I choke for another breath.

A messenger in disguise:

I feel the touch of Death.

A sneer in the distance

An incantation on the wind

My last shred of resistance

Leaves me Soulless within.

Screams pierce the silence,

They echo of suffering and blight,

The hollow cries of the undead

And the anguished night.


Lauren Frawner

TWoMLauren Frawner is enjoying her first year of marriage. She loves to read and movies are her joy. She is the intelligent, fey child who danced in the rain, now a woman. (Written by Sarah Basore: Lauren’s mom.)

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