Strong as
they believed she stood
Outlined the
charm that’d vanished
Gleams curving
through the body
Burning like
the blinding gold
Silking her
way down
For the eyes
that were glued
To witness
the intended fall
Dismissed
afore they knew
For all that
she passed with
In her heart
and soul
No one
witnessed nor took a clue
Fathomed
with her own aura
Explosion’s
on the way
She happened
no more
Then alive Just
as they say..
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