her emerald eyes perplexedly open
tears blended moistly with the miasmic mountain haze
like the looming storm clouds above,
a crash of distant thunder brought to her mind memories of the past,
of an era when the world was juvenile and she was ecstatically carefree.
she shrugged her shabby hair, and
allowed a weary smile to loosen her lips
Note: One of my favorite works out here...the shortest...i really loved this when it was done...
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