hold her gently in a light embrace
and you can feel her pulse on your skin.
a faint flutter as blood rushes softly
while her shattered heart struggles to beat again.
her skin that was so cold and translucent in the moonlight
fights to take on a rosy hue as life begs to emerge.
the morning sun rises quietly in the distant east
and spills rays of healing light over her worn body.
a delicate layer of dew tenderly mists her skin
as she opens her heavy red rimmed eyes slowly.
it is the beginning of a new day in her darkened world
another struggle to shoulder and bear in solitude.
she draws in a deep and shuddering breath
while her petals tightly guard her wounded soul.
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