Deep in the catacombs

where sun does not reach

my pain roams restless

its roaring echoing

in the darkness

I await the battle

for despite my fragility

I am an unexpected warrior

and like flowers

and butterflies

I am prepared to live

a short but glorious life

© Ann Bagnall

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