expiration exhalation

People had grown accustomed to the sounding horn’s call

But how the trumpets’ song changed

When they found her strangled by the wall

That life of sixteen, music, sounds heard by all

Extinguished by the force of unknown hands

As the air departed and her lung force disenthralled


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