Desperation

The darkness of her heart surprised her.
She felt nothing
starring into the coldness of the night.
One day,
she would figure it out.
One day,
her dreams would come true.

She took a deep drag
from the cigarette
between her fingers,
sighed heavily,
then flicked the burning rage of her womanhood,
into the gasoline soaked convertible.
Flames engulfed her mistakes.
She was free.

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