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A Whisper

June 17, 2014
By mstargal BRONZE, Delhi, California
mstargal BRONZE, Delhi, California
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Dark eyes hollow in pain ,
A tint of blue making them saint.
The fear of joy crossed her heart,
For when it passed the pain became untamed.

Love wasn't the cure,
Hope couldn't have done it too.
Another life she wished for,
Only justice was her road.

Her scars narrated a story
Contained to the little space
A jar kept safe
For the muted angels that gave help
Never did she gain faith.

Her body longed for the soul,
For the soul now whispered,
"I am LIFE , your body is a GRAVE".



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