A tale of shadows, heart entwined, In darkness, she'd her path attend. Surrounded by a thorny thicket, In life's relentless, cruel cricket, She stumbled, fell, but wouldn't yield, As skies grew dark, and wounds unhealed. No guiding hand, just shadows deep, Her cries unheard, her secrets keep, She ran through night, a fleeting flight, Embraced her shadow, in starry light. The powerful, cruel, their hearts of stone, No mercy found in hearts unknown, With none to lift, just shadows cast, She sought refuge in shadows vast. In tapestries of pain, she wove her thread, In death's dark dance, amidst the strife, She found solace in the shade of life. For death, it seemed, was a kinder hand, Than hearts devoid of love's warm strand, In her shadowed realm, her final breath, A girl, embraced by the pall of death. A symbol of resilience, life's cruel song In her shadowy haven, she'd belong, To find some mercy, even when the skies are gray, In the cryptic shadows, where she'd stay.