The Fragile Humans We Are by V. Walker

She is Spirit

Sunken cheeks,

bruised body,

lips that utter icy words.

Broken bones,

blackened heart,

fine lines

- one for each man that tore you.

Took your body,

stole your money,

left you in the street.

Yet, here you are with that silly smile on your cracked lips,

they can never take your spirit.

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