Heather Mirassou PoetryFaith is love taking the form of aspiration. |
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ONE DIRT GRAVE
One beautiful child strayed from safety
He took her No time for her to scream No time for her to fight It is not her fault It is a heinous crime She fell into his pit Dug well ahead of his crime She will never be whole again. "Copyright (C) Mirassou 2008"
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Date: 03 April, 2008 2008 Copyright PoetryCraze.com. |