The sky was shaded dark. Her lips parted.
It seemed like part of her was awaken.
The sharp edges of the structure slowly becoming blunt.
Ego surpassed her.
She put herself first. Pride took the lead.
The situation worsens with every word she threw.
It was now too late to even withdraw.
She risked it all.
Though the colour faded, she held on.
The sun steadily respecting its pace. She didn’t.
Mistakes she unintentionally did stand out.
What else can she do?
A flaw cannot be solved by another flaw.
Is this a purpose to obtain or is it only a test?
A strong mystery to resolve yet again.
Only flashes of calm.