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Her Life

Never should have happened…

By MyKayla CrossleyPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
Her Life
Photo by Hassan Rafhaan on Unsplash

The world swirled in time and space

She began to wonder what was

Is this all she ever came to know

Was this how she was to end it

Blood stained walls

Cold as ice tears

The knife stood once more

Whispering sweetness to her

Many times this road traveled

But she never learned

Leaning in to hear sweet whispers

The blood of past stained her soul

Once more gripping the cold ground

Looking up as the same face smiled

Falling in defeat she realized

She would never win this fight

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