This Living corpse was moving
towards the sea of flames
The nought amount of strength left in her, using
Not willing to perform any blame
She reached at the shore, with the flow of wind blowing
Gazing at the burning ocean, calling out his name
In the fiery tides staring at her backscattering
Her own bruced face, not pastered to exclaim
Over this emptiness the end she was choosing
And then she felt those strong arms capturing her frame
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