Torn Apart

Rookie (24-05-1988)


Blessed with elegance and Right
As pure as the beauty of twilight
She made lifeless flowers bloom
Her gentle touch put birds to flight

Now trapped in the shadows of grief and gloom
Waiting to be relieved on the day of doom
Wasted are the pearls of her eyes
Longing to be escorted by a friend, a boon.

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