A heavy brow upon her face
Her expression like plaster is frozen still,
Vulnerable, she has no place here to hide
She has decided not to.
Murky oils trickle down around her
She is swallowed up by the encroaching darkness,
She shields herself from you
Yet will not be intimidated.
Her jaw will tremble not an inch
As she sits there in her natural form,
She does not shy away
And will not.
She knows who she is.
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