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story of a ruin
There was a wild sunrise, the day she let it burn-
She'd watch destruction, like some people watch TV- and now, her turn-
such strange, such sad, sad stories are nestled in the trees-
she wanted to be a leaf, and so she sat there on her knees
(looked like a prayer-
except she wouldn't dare)
And no one was there, no one heard her swallow-
as she threw a bone to the dog that ate her mind,
and no one can ever know, what will follow,
When a girl gets up and leaves at night, leaves everything behind,
What frigid streets did her feet last walk on?
We don't know- we never truly get back what is gone-
Know this-
she lived and died alone,
and that is Truth- violent, uncouth
an Eater of flesh and bone-
I saw her fly after, you know,
a shadow of leaf and smoke,
she flew right by my window,
we saw each other everyday before, but we never spoke.
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