That Winter Was Her Last

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poetic reviewing of Madgie's death early on during the events of Madgie, what did you do? XLI: Madgie’s Winter

Submitted: August 20, 2013

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Submitted: August 20, 2013



That winter was her last
She died an unusual death
On the Winter that her last

It was when the winter began
Did she breathed her last
Yet, blessed be that she not died fast

She died an unusual death
Her hand frozen in a pained and agonized posed
Her fingers curled, as if she was clawing for her life

The ice stung like glass shards
The winds were suffocating
And death had slowly took its hold

She died screaming, I hear
Now her screams are left in the wind
Such a horrible sound they are

No one can say which killed her first
In the winter that was her last
She died and that winder was her last

Her winter was not kind
Her winter took her life without any sort of mercy
She died screaming and no one knows what killed her first

Was it the glass shards?
Or was it hypothermia?
Or was it both?

No one knows and no can say for sure

But that winter, the winter that took her life, was her last

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