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| 014:shestoodthere (c) Lynneigh Noelle M. 2002 She stood there, waiting in the rain The mist raising it's head, swallowing her soul Within it's dampened pain the moon was falling down. The cobblestone streets lit with cold fires Giving way to a fated demise Where darkness meets light, the pyres That thrive on lonely hearts The angel with dragonfly wings Broken and distraught, falling from her heaven The skies crying, screaming - Now lying on the wet ground Illuminated by the rain, her body While still discreet, serenely drawing my focus Beautiful still in her palor, supernatural death And I begin to reach out of my shadow |