October 4, 2015

Remembrance, My World And 700

She woke,
sat up in bed,
Just like she always does,

It's been so dark these past few times. 

Awakening to the dark.

So she looked for light. 
took the flight,
And found a light. 

And for the first time, she cried, her heart weeped. 

A distant whisper: An "I love you" and "good night". 

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