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There was a girl I once knew
Open, honest and kind
With a caring mind.
That life she outgrew.
am not surprised
She is despised
I saw what she went through.
The years took their toll
Filled with sadness and despair
Without any hope of repair
Can God hear her prayer?
save her soul that was stole
And dwells in that black hole.
No place to call her own
Frightened, scared and feeling alone
The seeds had already been sown
Right where they had grown.
I met her on a wet Monday
Or it could have been a Sunday
It was on the airport runway.
The look in her eyes was no disguise
There underlies the answers to the
Many lies, written as clear as
The vastness of the skies.
I love that. …
chronicles of my journey 🙂
Excellent work liberty, really thought provoking and I can very much feel the words. Let’s hope the light at the end of our long tunnel x