She came into this world
Eyes open, seeing
What Was;
what Wasn't.

But a star-bright angel had
caught her gleaming eye,

and forever:
her heart laid open, that you could
reach in;
and grasp it
and she would die.

nobody would;
But Nobody Would.

A dislocated heart
is all that is left now,
perhaps it was all there was
Anyway.

again, for Whom it may concern.

- Phobos

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Ios, in the year 124 MA.