someday we'll all write love.
she writes in blood to hide the pain.steals bitter drinks to cover shame.
to some she's known a mournful name.
and to some she's so much more.
her sharpened blade is now a friend.
she's tried and tried to make things end.
this might be her last amend.
unless her life gets lucky.
and then they find her red and weak.
her future looking cold and bleak.
to her past she turns a star-crossed cheek.
before closing old doors forever.
they fixed her up and made her new.
made her smile shine happy. true.
each passing day they helped her through.
for they saw her as much more.
today she's rescued. out of harm.
she's finally awaken to this alarm.
so there is love set on her arm.
and on her soul as well.
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