unfinished poem. (4/14/16)

All she needed was that little sliver of light.

That seed of faith that everything is going to be alright.

Hope, for a new song that has yet to be sung..

A story untold, words unwritten, undone.

She never imagined anything good could come from someone like her.

Yet there she was. Beautiful and radiant as ever.

 

 

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