Arseny Death
She wept
As the fire danced
and the smoke filled her lungs
The crackles of the embers
sang her a song
As her essence left her body
and she closed her eyes
And dreamed of all the good
memories she longed to rekindle
Reawakened to her, her truth
As she died
Transformed to ashes
Love was all she kept
This poem is about:
Our world
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