Invisible Invisible to the naked eye. Silent as she walks by. Her skin soft as silk. Her face pale like milk she's gentile in her ways Her hair hangs over her face. What is she a disgrace? She tries not to feel. But will these scars ever heal? Maybe she wants to be seen. To pull back the curtain and be clean. She silently walks all alone. Not even noticing the impression she's shown. Other people walk her way. Completely unseen but will they stay?
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