her sky is always cold and black,
her wounds are too open by her life’s lack,
but see the highlights in her hair seen by the human eye,
not even she knows where her secrets lie,
her highlights reflect off of the golden sun,
see her past could not be undone,
it may not look like she’s a walker of the night,
but what you could not see,
was she could not be brought back into the light. . .
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