Death came in her black horse
black, red.

Burning ashes that disappear
between her fingers.

in the eyes only emptiness,
as the tears were long gone.
In the mind only emptiness,
Except,.......from time to time,
like a stifle breeze,
a faint memory that she didn't like,
a shattered feeling,
a paralyze action.

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