Wish

The remnants

A yellowed bruise

you’d think it’d be

Her choice to choose

Scared to say

She can’t tell

Maybe this time

She simply fell

Another night

Another day

She’ll try to wish

It all away

To have a life

She’d want to live

That is her one

And only wish

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