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She always wondered if
they cared
Always wondered if
it was all a
game of pretend...again
She found it hard
to trust
after all the
pains from days long
run away
We
always wondered how she
could produce the sweetest
of tunes just by entering
the room with
the brightest of smiles she
carried on through
her days
not a soul
knew of the past that
blazed
At times she felt
inside so
crazed
with heartbreak and
betrayal but she,
Determined to be a Light
shined brightest
when it mattered
Unfinished thoughts
litter the
pages
and the
need to be
understood
is never Quite
achieved
but perseverance is key when
it's all we have left
You can't
just
carelessly
toss about
words
and expect people to
call it a poem
We look
how
we look and
we are
what
we are
but
eyes were never meant to be
avoided
open the window to
the soul and become
whole again
the wind
the stars
the sky
it's all
for
you
I sit in my room
and
notice my guitar
filling me with its radiance
a glimmer of light
shining brightly upon the
softly colored mahogany
it beckons,
calling me to strike ever-so-gently the
strings

to paint on the canvas of
silence
such is my calling

I reach for the instrument but
things are
different, this time
I find not the vibrant breath of music but
the self,
determined and
willing to lay-bare its heart to
the world
my eyes are opened
I am aware and
I breathe life into my lungs
for the first time
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