Crossing the Street
There the young lady had stood looking from across the street
Being from the neighborhood she looked down upon in deceit
As each she walked by it began to affect her more and more
She knew it was all just a lie as yet another opens that door
As the light turned green she stood there staring at that place
Quiet the odd scene but this lady she had this certain grace
Instead of going straight she suddenly in turn made a right
Even changing just one fate that would shine one more light
Now standing just outside she felt butterflies in her stomach
This she couldn't hide the unnerving true feelings can inflict
But she didn't just leave but instead staying about an hour
When it decides to grieve the soul can carry so much power
She didn't talk to anyone but she didn't judge them either
Content in what she had done she just needed a breather
Tomorrow was another day doing what she was able to do
That night she began to pray, tomorrow maybe she'd see you
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