She woke up everyday
to the beckoning of death's toll.
But decided to embrace life,
pulling herself from the darkened
hole.
With a new brightness in her eyes,
she lived life as partially buried
gold.
Never afraid of the darkness,
or what the future may hold.
Shimmering beneath the dirt,
her beauty shall now unfold.
True legacy lies hidden to reign,
for a prodigy has risen from bitter
cold.
One example of grace goes far,
farther then any story ever told.
With strength that comes from
deep within,
that's been held from days of old.
Among the majority she lived,
witnessing atrocities flare.
From her soul she would always
give,
though no one seemed to care.
As the bells of sadness began to
ring,
she would rise above the gloom.
Out of darkness and despair she
would sing,
with a melody that filled the room.
The tears that had fallen proved as
strength,
to her ever-impending light.
Onward traveling to any length,
for what she believed was right.
When darkened paths shimmer,
despite the pangs of apathy,
through life she will always glimmer,
no matter what the tragedy.
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