The Final Parting


"Resist" she screams running from ash

Broken and torn but not turning back

"Resist" she chants springing through the gates

Into a field where death awaits

"Resist" she cries as the bombs go off

Fleeing into an open range

"Resist" she sobs alone at last

Until she feels a hands firm clasp

"Resist" she wails as she's ripped back

Stuck in a cage and drenched in gas

"Resist" she moans clawing the walls

Hoping to escape the camps grave halls

"Resist" she sighs one more thought 

though covered in ash "I'm Free at Last"






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