• Acidic tears flowed from her brown eyes they fell on the eve of her last night she wondered their significance they constantly seemed to initiate in the dark when paradise kissed her on her cheek swaying her toward what she had already started she questioned her motive questioned does it always have to be this way her mind started to twist further from idealism so she reached for the cold steel redemption that sat in her lap she questioned again does this have to be this way before she could answer the question become irrelevant as she lifted up emancipation and pulled the trigger