Time's starving hand stole
your soul away from this
life quenching world.
The frame which once
held your vivacious body so
perfectly together
remains utterly
unresponsive.
You were robbed of
your time here.
And now we are
left vacant and empty
like Satan's impassive
heart.
There was once a girl
who was so vibrant.
Her powdery, pallid body
now swathes the river floor.
© Nishka Ramkhelawan
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Matriculant 2016
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