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a poem inspired by a talk with a friend-- Beauty from Ashes (EDITED)!! |
COURAGE Unwanted, yet crystal clear, engraved in my scarred memory-- The night his shadow hovered near; pulling, forcing, hurting me! My soft, thin arms powerless against the monster masked as man. Battered soul, torn dress, hair a mess; when he was done with his plan. My enemy, a tyrant-- pretending, controlling and wise! Good at acting kind and pleasant, but he's Satan in disguise! Even so, I won’t falter. I can't put a stop to this hate! Not 'til I'm able to alter-- my ruined life, cruel fate. He will be punished and pay, for the terrible things he's done. Soon, I'll get my revenge, my way! Looking for pardon? There's none! Line Count: 20 lines 7-8-8-7 syllables... |