Feet
How many times did she make that accursed journey only to watch Madoka die in her arms?
Legs
She pulled herself upright after every rerun tragedy, but she never stood quite as tall.
Hips
Life is lonely without Madoka by her side, but the pink-haired goddess is happy in her role as guardian.
Heart
Except she isn't, black truth spoken by an amnesiac angel within Homura's garden of despair.
Arms
Homura has failed once again, happiness always lying just out of reach.
Hands
She pulls the Goddess out of heaven, back to those she loves.
Neck
She cannot look back, or her resolve will crumble — and there are some wounds that not even a monster like her can withstand, so she clothes herself in black and moves ever forward.
Mouth
She lets poison fall from her lips, her role the same on a grander stage.
Eyes
She watches as those once denied life smile and play with the ones they lost, pretending not to notice her own tears.
Brain
Madoka may never forgive her, but that's okay — she will curse the Goddess with the gift of humanity, and accept her punishment with a smile.