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Aug 2020
There she lays in her sorrow,
Wafts of past memories blow in her face,
Cracks appear through her armour,
And a drop of pain rolls down her face,
Wails of darkness spit out her mouth,
Her nails puncture the skin of her palms,
Blood flows as her agony,
And a bloodcurdling scream echoes in her existence,
Red and black shows in her eyes,
Tendrils of forgotten joy whisper through her hair,
Her legs nimble stand on the cold ground,
She takes a step,
Only to stumble with a broken smile,
Disappointment is the last straw for her sanity ,
Her will shatters into a million crevices, never to glue back together,
Her heart beats into silence,
As her soul mirrors her shattered will,
In the last moments ,
Her life flashes before her eyes,
And then slowly she withers into the wind.
Written by
Arshia Randhawa
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