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| Poetry By: Erick Flores Original Photography by: Mikael Svensson https://plus.google.com/u/0/109888379776056131514/posts |
Standing
alone was never her plan,
So many
years had passed her by,
See how her
soul slowly deteriorates,
How she
slowly leaves her presence.
By tonight,
her mother – agonizing,
Her brother
and sister – searching.
She is
immobile, unaware, hopeless;
To her
despair, she slowly lets go.
-Erick Flores
-Erick Flores
