Remember the world that you lost

[Freyja Maegan Guðríðr]

She Might Have Died

She might have died
No one was there,
To hold her arms,
To caress her.
She might have died.

She was alone,
She wasn’t loved.
She was glad
To leave the world.
She might have died.

No one was there
To save her soul
To rescue her
To hold her arms,
She might have died.

She was young,
She was reckless,
But one day,
Death took her away.
She might have died.