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Gold Medalist
She just wanted to be the writer of others' stories.
One after another, left her shaken, questioning all.
Calm and collected, she would embrace the pain.
Named after power and ambition, none she desired.
Cut her hair that day, her reflection cackled at her.
The cold water, all over her body like that night.
The young one, watching the strands on the floor,
she smiled because he could never pull it again.
The only one she wanted, she would never have.
Her story lost in the shadows of olympian, captain.
Counting the hours till her last breath, once again.
Mirror, broken glass, sirens, shadows, fire, water.
You sure you don't want to rewind, put out the fire?
© yudia
One after another, left her shaken, questioning all.
Calm and collected, she would embrace the pain.
Named after power and ambition, none she desired.
Cut her hair that day, her reflection cackled at her.
The cold water, all over her body like that night.
The young one, watching the strands on the floor,
she smiled because he could never pull it again.
The only one she wanted, she would never have.
Her story lost in the shadows of olympian, captain.
Counting the hours till her last breath, once again.
Mirror, broken glass, sirens, shadows, fire, water.
You sure you don't want to rewind, put out the fire?
© yudia
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