Away
Can you see past
her pale reflection
through the current
situation & into her
deep eyes where the
pressure subsides
She is dying a slow
death, you cannot
detect the reason
behind the screams
because her tongue
lyes and speaks only
what is understood
The truth is locked
and hidden deep
inside the dying
She walks with them,
although they have
never met, only her
mind knows where
she wants to be
and where she
is when they
walk away.
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