A completely incomplete life

For a moment more, and a moment less,
To be stucked this time
in the moment picturesque.
She wanted to dance with mirth,
and blossom with tranquility.
With an abundance of rapture,
letting last for eternity.
She wanted to live more,
A bit more,
To smell the spring in air,
To watch the raindrop flooding,
To see the sun shining,
A bit more,
Than ever before.
She wanted, with the wings to flee,
D'void of more courtesy,
To be, as much vibrant as daylight,
As dull as her own plight.
She wanted to live more,
For a little while,
With a plethora of her real smile..

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