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overcome by the cruelty of many

she hid from the world

and tended the few strands of connection

she had left


yet she could feel even these

slipping slowly through her fingers,

her grip ever failing


and so she just closed her eyes,

dug in her heels and tried to hold on.


and as she felt yet another strand

slide slowly from her grasp,

tears spilling over now,

she felt it escape from soul.


in spite of herself

(and in spite of her banishment from his people).


a desperate whisper.



Published by bugsiboo33

just a place to post some poems

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