broken
By eleanor maslen •
her eyes are dark
her mind clearer
her soul black
for each man fears her
she does not fear lose
or even pain
shes felt it before
and will again
her face to the wind
as she screams her goodbyes
and she takes a leap
to see if she can fly
now she is gone
an angel with wings
in the choir of heaven
her soul does it sing.