She stood strong.

She lay on the floor, the crimson floor seeming larger now

While glancing towards her limp hand, she saw them hovering by

The ghosts of her past that haunt her to blink

Become the pain that caused her to reach out

While the small drops trickled out she thought

Thought of what brought her there

A love abandoned, the family gone

Her heart glued into shape by the dying words of the cosmos

Death looked like a relief when it came to her

She saw life ebbing away

Living up to this moment to find the light going dark

She then stood up.

She gathered her strengths and moved

She moved to move her life

With the weight of the world she danced away

Smiling, she wrapped her hand.


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