She

by lex   Jan 3, 2006


The power she had,
lead her to fall.
From what she had learned,
And now Knows throughout all.
That she will survive and so is unconcerned.
And now this young girl Smiles,
When she peers through the glass,
Because all that looks back,
is just a nightmarish past.
But nightmares are just nightmares
and past just past.
Right?

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