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Jul 2013
As if she were an extension of the wind she  whips through  these tormented city streets in search of a soul that can be saved.

Empathetically she  opens herself to the anguish and pain lurking in the night air, focusing more intently on preventing yet another early grave.

This Urban Angel's heart is a display for her battle scars ,like badges of honor  they reflect the enormity of the task in which she has undertaken.

She fights for those the world has thrown away, war weary wanders, exhausted , cast aside, and all around forsaken.

Effortless are her movements, which are only comparable to that of liquid fire, flowing along with absolute un rivaled precision .

Like lightning's flash she can be a defender at your side, just the same however, ending  up on the wrong side of her fury could be a fatal decision .

With her intense crystalline eyes she sees past all your hurt and desperation, much  deeper than your self inflicted brands of shame.

She can see what once was and what has not yet come to pass, all of the undesirable thoughts and feelings, yet she loves you all the same.

Alas she too is bound by limitations, able only to act as guide ,if ones willing, in escaping from the darkness, but for some accepting this gift is almost too painful.

New life is within your reach so move swiftly or not all for she can not linger and all you will be left with is a memory of this beautiful Urban Angel.
Mercy B
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Mercy B  ohio
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