Sometimes
Words without music,
can't be a song,
a voice not spoken,
can't right the wrong.
A spirit once broken,
takes time to heal,
no magic spells,
no magic pills.
One must stand,
one must be strong,
one must realize,
sometimes we stand alone.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2008
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