Clear. As clear as a mind could be. As softly as a heart could beat. As quietly as she would breath.
Alone. As intently as she would stare. Her life and soul openly bare. Wasting love without so much as a care.
Broken. As beautiful as any living thing. So much joy to life she would bring. Bound by limitations of a ring.
Lonely. Dancing on Christmas Eve bold. Red wine glasses out in the cold. Soft hands with no one to hold.
Tempted. A stare through the company crowd. Needing to scream it aloud. No feelings to feel or allowed.
Submission. She gives you all you can take. A heart already broken cannot break. What of this woman would someone make.
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