Poem Number Unknown

They took a girl, heart so beautiful and smashed her. Someone so young put her to shame.

Threw her before the church, it blamed her, time ticked on, singing a hollow song.

Her heart desired life when her mind screamed for death but

She never quit, kept getting back up, one more day, one more hour, one more breath.

To whom could she run? were there any to trust?

She found herself drowning, swim up for air she must…but how?

 

 

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