She carries a box
Filled with darkness
It whispers
fairytales
From a little girl
Chasing night creatures
The darkness
Hides an angel
Masked beneath
A frozen heart
Coaxing
Her fear
The unknown
Shadowing her future
She is frightened
Of words torn
Betrayed storybooks
Soaked in tears
Made by lost
Hopes
From the past
Wondering in time
In shallow
Forgotten sighs
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