the waters of her hopeful song

drip through the pores

of her skin

trickling down like blood

from the pain

of holding within

the light from her song


from the cracks

in her sanity

seeping from her eyes

bright lights shining

upon her dark reality

the beat of her song

valiantly flows through

the depths of her being

siphoned throughout her body

directed by her hearts

frantic beating

the desire of her song

craves the touch of words

voiced in truth

yearning to wrap her arms

around and embrace

her lonely forgotten verse

she closes her seeping eyes

and allows her song

to burst free

with a vow to her precious words

never again shall they live

in such quiet captivity

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