Purple Angel
Kicked to the ground unable to move.
No where to run.
Darkness surrounds me with cold concrete and blood found.
Her soul screaming for up above.
A lost girl, who needed help to be seen.
All the times of pain hidden bruises and scars.
Times she feared.
Some how that last day, last blow to her face.
A light came to save her.
To make her an angel.
Prepare those who feared abuse.
To hear her voice she left behind.
Give those strength in time.
Copyright © Jennifer Page | Year Posted 2018
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