each pass slowly eroding her heart.
She tried to cry out her pain,
But only salt lines were left
tracing the path
of her tears on her face,
She stood there yelling at the sky
Deep down
knowing it was all her fault for so many lies
She had regretted every word she said that day
So she waited at the edge of the cliff
Staring at the blackness of the bottom that awaits
Was this her destiny? she contemplates.
She felt the strings tugging the back of soul
Someone playing her like a marionette
A puppet who did what she was told
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath
This was hard for her
She was the only one she had left
She spread out her arms and lifted her chin to the sky
She pretended she was a bird, ready to fly
But the strings pulled her back and she fell to her knees
All she could hear was the sound of the breeze,
As she turned to see who was in control
It was
you,
The one who has her soul.
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