Domesticated Angel

Epilogue

The sunset toppled behind the pink clouds

And the sky swirled with a soft coloured chemtrail.

Her family and friends had gathered around at the beach,

To say farewell to beautiful, young soul.

They held onto balloons...

Red balloons, as it was her favourite colour

And they let it go in the wind.

It swayed and danced as it blew far, far away.

At least they would taste the freedom

That she had not.

But she was at p e a c e now.

No more questions to torment her.

And maybe she herself, were her own heaven and hell.

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There we are folks, the conclusion of 'Domesticated Angel'. I hope you guys have enjoyed this little journey as much as I have enjoyed writing it. Thanks for all the support. I appreciate it!

Steff :)