Pale Blue and Woman
Pale Blue
Dancing in the dark,
alone and mourning
her pale blue eyes
could tell untold stories,
of heartbreak,
of love,
of saddness
she could tell
A story of Dreams,
and Nightmare
Her heart,
worn and beaten,
to her
love is a contradiction
of truth and lies
she knows the stories,
her eyes could tell!!!
Woman
The word is a thing of beauty
A woman is someone you can't push
A single woman has more Bravery
Than a strong man battling
A long war
Dancing in the dark,
alone and mourning
her pale blue eyes
could tell untold stories,
of heartbreak,
of love,
of saddness
she could tell
A story of Dreams,
and Nightmare
Her heart,
worn and beaten,
to her
love is a contradiction
of truth and lies
she knows the stories,
her eyes could tell!!!
Woman
The word is a thing of beauty
A woman is someone you can't push
A single woman has more Bravery
Than a strong man battling
A long war
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