Walk On?

Each step took her closer to oblivion.

Boldly she walked on;

Sure feet

On a path

Of broken glass

Scattering with each step.

The shards pierced her soles.

The pain eased her soul.

The aching

Growing,

The ache to step once more

Once more

Until

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