BEFORE THE STORM

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being excepted
from reality was
the one thing
she never needed;
sadly, the wicked curse
corrupting her mind
had belatedly
succeeded.

the world kept
spinning as she
was insignificant;
nothing less
than what she
was expecting in
this war of one
participant.

she forgot
about the lives
she once dreamed
of creating, and
the memories
that she never
got a chance
in making.

oblivious to
the opportunities
she had wasted;
lost too were the
different paths
she should
have taken.

nothingness
filled her space
as she would
soon be wholly
forgotten;
slowly floating
away was a soul
p e r f e c t l y
r o t t e n.