You hear stories
of the ceasing of her voice
as it sang throughout the empty hallways
after she was left
broken and helpless
But these stories
are told falsely
Her voice was not quieted;
her broken heart did not die
Instead
She sang louder than before
her songs becoming a plea
Hoping against hope
he would hear them
from hundreds of miles away
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Author:
Nicole Brant (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 12th, 2017 21:43
- Category: Love
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Comments3
Yes, I love it. Great job 🙂
'Instead' was created for the chance of change and opportunity that mattered. b rilliantly performed poem. great work Baylee x
Thank you all
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