She speaks to me in whispers;
Memories of her mind;
Her voice barely vocal;
On this sweltered find.
Each breath began to plummet;
Her face had turned to sheet;
Pledged words gasped for air;
As suffocation took defeat.
Disoriented she stumbles;
Yearned to stay upon her feet;
Brittle bones give way;
As flesh evaporates concrete.
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