White Lights, Broken Lights

Hat: & Other Stories

Sweater: Arket

Trousers: Zara

Shoes: Nike

Bag: Estella Bartlett

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Clever are we to have run out of time

What is a women not in her prime

As she tried to race against the wolves

Only to get told to sit still

Don’t move

Did she have to be brave

Has she starved today

Hearts racing, twiddling and pacing

So touch starved she seeks anything worth embracing

But in a world against her

She preferred to be with the dreamers

Not be surrounded by her fears

So she said nothing like a woman scorned

Forgetting it was her who left us all

Forlorn