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She Always Held The Answers
She just didn’t want to believe
She wanders the shadows in her fully veiled authenticity,
Confident in her strength and ability to find a resolution,
Shell-shocked by the foretelling of past consequences,
The deniability destructive to the outcome of any solution.
She found the answer swimming through her latest nightmare,
Gifted from the mouth of the unlikeliest source,
Not that she needed to be told! She lives by her gut, dismantles her heart,
And likens the ability to swallow the untruths by sheer force.
Her ancestors stand behind her in her wage for war,
Whispering the secrets of the dead in her weary ears,
The smile upon her face, its earned through blood and sacrifice,
The tears etched into her eyes are signals of all she fears.
She rides the wavelength of crystal clear sorrows,
Flies with the devil on a night of much needed fun,
Dances to the chorus line of broken hearts,
And rewrites the tales, changing the narrative of where it begun.
