the moon slipped between
the key to the clock was lost
nothing more needed
the loud thrashing
the rebel
burning both ends of the candle
vanilla lips, scent of snow
the storm dying to live
the dance denied will turn to ash
of volcano
her wrath at being robbed
the barter unfair, tasted bitter
the grey unfold
endless winter, sockless shoes
rants at God found no shelter
no gold, weary heavy, broken load
gone before arrival the bloom did not
survive
the silver girl who never learned
to fly, who only knew how to die
the bold, the blaze , the hurricane
strong, mistaken, forgotten, underestimated
lover of rain
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