She was hurt from her past,
      Broken from down below
Such her strength was lost,
      Pulling those strings in her chest,
She gave away all her joy,
      Tears escaped her eyes,
Her smiles dusted away,
      Her hair rose sharply,
She sighs and a shadow took over,
      From a high hill she jumped,
The valley of death escorted her,
      From such horror she witnessed
A humming voice from death himself,
     Such her beauty decolorised,
Her breath faded and,
     A humming voice ulcerated.

Author: Sebake Gavin