Suzaryaa – Fear
A cold breeze brushed her
as she walked,
a moonless night it was.
Dimly-lit barren streets
greeted her with dark shadows,
no friendly faces,
not a single smile.
Tears welled up
as she put up a brave face,
a little girl
lost in a strange world.
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Posted on December 25, 2012, in Poetry and tagged Fantasy, Fear, Poetry, Princess Suzaryaa. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a Comment.
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