Every night she has a fight,
Between darkness and the light.
She has an urge to reach the height ,
And has held the rope very tight.
It will get hard, yes it might,
But god will surely make it right.
She will shine like the broad daylight,
Like a diamond not graphite.
The future will be bright,
And she will fly like a kite.
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I kinda like this style of writing, and it's a bit faster too.
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Scribbled Paint (Poetry)
PoetrySome Scribbled Paint splashed on this ashen world 15/06/18 to 18/05/19
