Lying here in pieces. Utterly pathetic. I loathe the pathetic.
The weak are devoured by the strong. I have been defeated. But I cannot be weak! I've tried too hard, lost so much! How!?
How dare he walk away! I am not his lesser! I'm am not trash! I couldn't be trash. Couldn't be...
That bastard. If I just could have won. Then... I might have had a chance... to be...
...Happy.
AN: I feel like mistral needs a bit more love. So I wrote a "Poem" about her. (If you could even call it that) Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it, and if you did, PLEASE review! PLEASE!