She Died Yesterday
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I saw her standing, killing herself.
Wearing black dress she got from hell.
Chaos occupies the bedsheet.
Blood and mud flowing underneath.

She killed herself.
She killed herself twice and countless times.
She killed herself until she died.
Then, hope is born.

She killed the monster rented her brain.
She killed despair, pity, cries and shame.
Defeated all turbulence between her eyes.
Then, faith is born.

And tomorrow comes new reality.
Carrying strength and courage from her death.
Leaving sorrows in her casket.
She died yesterday and she is born today.

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