Equal
She wore chaos and tranquility equally well,
She spoke of strength and darkness with unchanged eloquence,
She sang of love and loss in the same bittersweet tone,
She fought and protected with no hesitation,
Yet she could not bring herself to forgive as well as forget.
Copyright © S. Grace | Year Posted 2017
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