A type of Woman

She was afraid of the skies

Yet she lay unapologetic to the world

It was anonymous beauty,sweet harmonies the perfect goodbyes

Everyone could be minding their own

She’d come by in a circus

Delicate as a rose but strong as bone

They could never hear the intricate bellow of her walk

She had been estranged

The winds had blown too far down that hawk

Yet she owned the universe

Carried her wounds as a shield

Her creative intelligence was but a curse

Her destiny had been sealed

Careful she is now in the present day

She is extraordinary I’d say



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