She falls to the ground.
She whispers, but no sound
helplessly dragging her body out of range
where she last died.
Sleep maiden sleep and wait for hope.
To gasp, her every moment.
a slight blur to her breath
Because she can't die without strength
And she continues on with her bloody fingers
her head droops on the pavement
She askes why,
but no response
and with a quick glimpse of pain
She-.....
