Formless

Here she stands – a specter!
Formless and ethereal and almost invisible
Her words once spoken never heard
Her face once shown never seen
She is less than form and maybe
even less than none. No one ever cares…

No one cares – and never will
Calling and shouting and even crying
Her tears once shed never dried
Her pain once felt never goes
She is less than form and maybe
even less than none. Who is there to care!

Who is there? As she walks
Down the path of dying grass
Where the leaves once fallen never grow
Where the winds that blow are never warm
She is less than form and maybe
even less than none. Never a soul to care!

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