Unmemorable sight,
miserable delight!
Regrets inked deep
in her bruised soul.
No exit in view
no more hint, no more cue.
Her heart, a blackened
piece of coal…
Out of tears,
rocking fears.
Just waiting for
the final sound of the gong.
Spreading wide wings,
shadow growing.
In a ruffle of feathers
letting out her painful
Swan song…
Powerful and heart-rending, the staccato structure really complementing the imagery.
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