She pants
exhausted
thirsty
her crown of hair blighted
denuded
robbed
she chokes from the smog
poisoned
polluted
her ***** invaded
pillaged
*****
she's near death
gasping
emaciated
but a tiny pulse beats
a murmur
scarcely heard
She needs to rest
rejuvenate
recreate
or we perish
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 10:01 AM UTC
She pants
exhausted
thirsty
her crown of hair blighted
denuded
robbed
she chokes from the smog
poisoned
polluted
her ***** invaded
pillaged
*****
she's near death
gasping
emaciated
but a tiny pulse beats
a murmur
scarcely heard
She needs to rest
rejuvenate
recreate
or we perish
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