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[mindnoir]

delicate fingers slip down her cheeks,
exhausted and frail.
She takes the dew in with her breath,
at an attempt to deluge her lungs.
Her flesh scumming to decay,
hopes have become antiquated.
Time torments by withholding him,
delayed from the awe of his touch.
Her heart unable to succeed,
as her light is designed to be parallel.