bitter girl

byWillow Rain©

She’s ashes and dust.
She’s empty and hollow.
She’s half who she was
before she believed.

She’s ashes and dust.
She’s paper dry wings.
She’s echoes and tracings
of bruises and stings.

She’s ashes and dust.
She’s ice fall in winter.
She’s summer remembered,
not honey, but bees.

She’s ashes and dust.
She cannot surrender.
She moves forward ever,
but crawls on her knees.

She’s ashes and dust.
She’d have you forget her.
She’s playing her hand,
but the stakes she can’t see.

She’s ashes and dust.
She’s reckless in anger.
She’s ripping herself
in the hopes you might bleed

She’s ashes and dust.
She needs you to love her.
She asks like a beggar
but never believes.

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