untitled.

redemption

 

she got tired of the way
she moved through her own darkness
tempted by fates
and a loss of her own time

the many sequences
that shuttered past her vision
and burned from within

we test ourselves
with resolve
and restraint became her barter

she’s not sure where the lessons end
and the living begins

she got tired of the way it plays out
a revolving door of memories
and a past that flinches in her vision

 

written november 2012

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