and her life did always twirl.
She was living in a lie,
found it out when feelings died.
Into the sadness she sank.
Attained a new, higher rank.
Divided the love in two.
But could he feel it? "Do you?"
She asked herself in silence...
No answer, nor violence.
How she would give anything
to achieve one simple thing:
A single response of love
showing her heart where to dove,
thereof she dressed up a glove
and prepared for her first shove.
She pushed hard into his heart.
From the start she crushed apart.
Drew out a displeasing card.
No one by her side to guard.
But then, then freedom arrived,
she was no longer deprived.
Free-spirited predestined,
her life - again - intestine.
Venované Katke.
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