#WritcoPoemPrompt12
Let her sleep deep,
Let us not weep,
For she is at her journey’s end,
Left with no memories to mend.

Ash to ash,dust to dust
Her grave we encrust,
with soil and roses,
weep with poses

we all killed her
with memories to defer
Of her cries unheard
some we demurred

she took the rope
cause she had lost hope
of living a masked life
Only scars of her knife

Ash to ash,dust to dust
#broken
#depressed

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