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Lady of the Lake

A Poem from Miscellaneous Whispers of a Sharper Image

By Ashley StarkweatherPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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At the edge of the cliff,

All covered in white,

The girl stood still

With all her might.

Her life?

She thought

Is nothing but pain

Shot, after shot, she can't escape.

The cliff started to tremble

Rocks cascading down

Falling into the raging river

Down to her death below.

Tears started flowing,

Streaming down her cheeks

She took two steps back

And here's her final fleet.

The waterfall is misting

And the rocks are slick

She tripped and fell in no time

Her feet, the ones who slipped.

Grabbing onto anything

Anything to save her life

She fumbles with a jagged rock

And slits open her wrist.

Hanging onto her life,

She sends a needy prayer

But to whom? She asks,

There's no one there.

With one last breath

She loses her grip

Down

And down she falls

The water so cold

The wind like Ice

Her warmth was lost

As is her life.

surreal poetry

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