Her wounds were non-negosabile,
Knowing this was her fading epilogue,
           "I die free, I'm not your slave"

She choose this path, knowledge was
better than the servitude to false shadows.
She was bleeding a stream of life on the ground.

One will fade like stars,  but never reignite..
I fall in this moment of my choosing, her last words..
*"I  die for tomorrow, so that it may fly freely of chains"