She is I

by AloneInaCrowd   May 14, 2005


She is the wind
And all who try to
Mold her
Lose her
For she is the spirit
Of obstinance.

She is the darkest shadow
Her violet stare
Casts glassy images
Upon the ground
Beneath her.

She is the choppy water
With a temper
Dangerously volatile
Capable of drowning
Those who hurt her.

She is I.

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