A droplet shed out of joy,
For everything she's overcome.
From the battles she's lost, to the
Wars she's won.
Delicately her tears do fall &drip,
Salty sweet goodness rolling down her cheek,
Lips & chin.
Covering the dancefloor like polish.
Never going back to the way things once were.
She rips off a piece of her pearl white silk dress,
Kneeling down to use it &dab dry the dancefloor.
After what's felt like forever to her, spent crying.
With a deep steadying breath she wrings out the tear soaked Sodden cloth that once was worn, as her favourite dress until She has filled the only clear crystal vase in the room up to the Brim.
Her makeup a mess & her eyes bloodshot red, Scared yet excited she is, for the next chapter Of her Story to begin.
- Alexandra Pierotti.
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