Twisting our souls the rising smoke,
Seeped though her vibrant clothes,
The scents of her body stolen away,
Through the ground her fluid flows.

Sight dissolved, heart shredded in two,
Soul now corrupt by the cosmic lack,
Of any emotion known to our world,
Clouds trickle within her and spirit dyed black.

Drowned in tears as she falls into her eyes,
Her wounded soul from death arising,
Dripping her blood upon passing dreams,
Erasing with hate our horizon.

 
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