Pieces of Scabs
I felt that;
The upward lift,
As they touched my crown;
A prayer whispered,
The living;
Feeling alive,
The muddy eyes;
Opened,
The truth;
Realized.
Copyright © Melissa Ross | Year Posted 2010
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