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May 3, 2013 at 5:50 am
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prswirve
Participant
Here’s Wildflower…
Killing her softly but her sorrow no one hears,
You’ll see that sleep’s the only freedom that she knows…
Rain falls down as her eyes fought back the tears,
Inside, her world is falling as she goes…
Each time her shoulders bore the weight of her fears,
Day and night the cold remain as it grows…
Even the midnight silence ring in her ears,
As long as the silent wind still blows…
May you let her cry, Yes, she’s a lady,
And let her dream for she is a child….
In time her wounds may heal maybe,
As a free and gentle flower growing wild…