Her sunken looking eyes
Take in that haunted sun
Her hair now down blowing against that sudden wind
Her breath hitches, a long ach of sadness catches on
Her eyes flutter her mouth agape as she steps closer to her imminent fate
One step, and that gasp of air left as her body
Flew through the air
Down and she went a scream erupting
Till their was no more
Not a sound
Just the waves crashing against the age old rocks
The sun came down and that was all it took.
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Oh, How Cold And Treacherous
PoetryA short poems that I hope you all like or relate to This is a picture from google.
