of her past.
Bringing the old into the new...
trying to kill the memories
that soaks the soul in a tainted
mask.
For she's lost in her own infatuation.
Being lead astray by words of deception
yet, she hasn't learned the lesson that
one needs not to prove ones
flaws and imperfections.
Always under the eyes of inspection
Trying to avoid dirty looks, gestures and
long awaited rejections.
For she is a beauty... hidden from what
she doesn't see.
For maybe one day...she'll awake from the dream
and realize that she's much more than a
poor mans fantasy.
Living out of bags...going room to room
Searching for the security...
she once had and knew.
Going through the dances of the night...
became the role of a broken soul.
For she had no one to console...
yet, bold, cold, and untold stories
began to unfold.
Leaving her with more bruised emotions
and more despair to hold.
For one day she'd awaken to a new day...
excepting forgiveness and praise.
For she was blessed in awakening to
see another day.
Realizing that she was and is worth more.
when she
bowed her head, kneeled down and
prayed.
The End!
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