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In the midst of a fight she says her farewell –

To a man she never loved, to a boy she never wanted,

To a life she wished she couldn’t remember

And to a heart lying forgotten in bloody remains.

She hides in the darkest of places

Shying from the purity of a young boy’s eyes,

Vanishing from the darkness of an old man’s soul -

Liberated from the confines of her mind.

Memories haunt her as she bends to her agony,

Shockwaves pulsating through her -

The raw hatred buried within her calls for vengeance,

Crawling toward a resolution long lost to her.

Her mind clouded with loathing,

Dreams fragmenting into thoughts of revenge,

Longings for their blood to rain down upon her satin skin.

Desperate for the retribution that will cleanse her mind

She drags herself into obscurity, shadows dancing beyond her

Full of question and wonderment, dreaming –

Dreaming of the retribution that will relinquish her;

Freeing her from the confines of his persecution.

Their blood runs through the tangled strands of her hair

Caressing the soft tendrils as a long lost lover.

Sweat glistens upon her brow as the knife reigns down  

Upon purity and darkness as one.

With the smallest hint of a rumbled groan she wakes,

Descending upon reality with unrelenting swiftness.

The shuddering breath beside her marks his presence –

Creaking footsteps name the other she wishes lost.

In her slumber her worlds may cross,

Yet she will never cross the realms –

Imagination and truth twisted endlessly

Leaving her forever free, and unfree.