Her.

by avrillorenzo

The light,

it dances

between her fingers.

Her hand in the

air capturing

the wind

bare.

Her eyes

lingering

from one cloud

to another

never fazed

by the striking

light of

the sun.

Her nose

all red

with the bite

of the damn

cold breeze,

making it hard

to breathe.

Her lips

bled of

biting,

all wet

with the salted

taste of tears.

Her breath,

Painful,

so shallow

and stolen.

Misery

at every

inhale.

Her brain,

so frazzled

confused

by the multitude

of blacks

and whites, she

fears she

will

faint.

Her heart,

oh dear heart,

beating slowly

and silent.

Blind,

breathless and

broken beyond repair.

Her face.

Her blink.

Her sigh.

No one knew

anymore.

 

Where is she?

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