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The Legacy
By Bineshii
She walks lightly
through my dreams now,
An angel all goodness,
blue dress unscathed
No more the approaching
horror
Burning silk and flesh
and bones away
She suffered horribly,
but only once but
I made her suffer night
after night in dreams
For after her pain was
over, mine continued
Then she reached
through the veil to touch with love
Once more I can feel
her beauty, her goodness
And forgive her banshee
moments –
Recalling them with
fondness and understanding
She was, and always
will be, my baby sister
She only dies when all
who knew her
Pass through this
ephemeral worldly veil
Her work in stone and
steel is her most enduring legacy
Yet when that stone
crumbles, something of her will remain
I believe it
I know it
I live it...
Such beauty cannot die