Tonight a stream flows
Down her face
Over her nose
Remembering
The whistle blows
Anger supressed
Fear regressed
Joy unleashed
Hope never ceased
Taken away
The events of the day
Oh what the cost
Her dream is now lost
Words cussed
Turned to rust
Comfort a must
A lack of trust
No one she'll blame
Except herself
It's all the same
The greatest pain
The game has been played
A list she has made
Selfishness fade
For He has paid
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