The piano transports her to another world,
yet the melody paints a backdrop of the
harsh reality of the violence around her.
A forbidden waltz.
Blood stains on her ivory white dress.
A sudden chill lingers down her
spine and she opens her eyes.
The music has stopped.
She is forever frozen in a painting— lovely to
look at, but never to be touched.
If you look closely, you can see the
fear behind her pale blue eyes.
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Within the Restless Mind: a book of poetry
Poetrya collection of poetry.. written by me.