the choice
she means no harmit's a split second reaction
and love doesn't come
through doors open wide-
it sneaks in
and soaks in
a flash and a flicker
it leaks in
and falls short-
a fleeting deposition
of fight or flight-
she risks stability
but feels the breeze
she chooses havoc
and seeks control of certainties-
and when she falls
she aches with solitude
and weeps for hope
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